Winter hasn’t even begun yet, but at the moment I am trying very hard to recover from my third flu this year. Yes, since 2018 has started I had the flu three times already! That is more than my partner and I… Well, you fill in the blanks. Continue reading
Saturday morning. I am emailing a friend, telling her that we already raised two butterflies and there are five caterpillars and eleven chrysalises left.
For over ten years I used to babysit her children. But despite caterpillars looking small and cute, I kept thinking back to the days I changed nappies. It being far easier, definitely quicker and baby poo was not even half as scary. Continue reading →
I am not sure it is being housebound or my brain fog, but when the days all look the same I often cannot remember what day it is or when something happened. And then there are incidents that I cannot recall if I did or didn’t do something specific. On top of that, thinking I was hearing sounds (imaginative or not) I got really uncomfortable. And that was when Bob turned up. Continue reading →
It has been slightly more than two months since natural dyeing in general and solar dyeing in particular piqued my interest, but already I am turning into a maniac. Continue reading →
My partner has been complaining about the freezer being filled to the brim with petals of the rhododendron (collected by me after he pruned it), columbines, and from the pansies not only the petals – the stems and leaves as well, since I started a new hobby.
But the guilt I experience because of my solar dyeing has nothing to do with him. What I am afraid of is ruining resources for bees and butterflies in our garden. And we all know these lovely creatures can use all the help they can get. Continue reading →
Last month I was ill for exactly thirteen years. Involuntarily, I spent most of that time indoors and I developed some rather unusual habits. Continue reading →
I had never thought I would see the day, but here I am… knitting egg cozies.
‘Knitting egg cozies is not what I meant to do when I studied at the University of the Arts,’ I murmur while I am struggling with the haircut of a tiny pompom.
‘Yeah well, I was not meant to be an egg cozy,’ yells my leftover sock yarn, making me raise my eyebrows. I guess I am not the only one suspecting egg cozies to be on the lowest rung of the proverbial ladder when it comes to knitting. Continue reading →
You can say a lot of things about me, but suspecting me of second sock syndrome is not one of them. That is what it is called if knitting a second, in most cases an identical, sock to form a pair is too much. For some knitters this is so boring, they end up with several, lonely, single socks. Imagine the heartbreak in that. Continue reading →
On the first day of last year I had a close encounter with a lovely wren. It sat on a branch in our front garden very close to the window from which I could spy on it through the half-closed blinds. That tiny creature was a mere two feet away from me!
The second day I was treated to a chicken sitting on the windowsill. And with that 2017 got off with a flying start. Continue reading →