Warmth in the North

i can hear you

    I've become an eavesdropper over the last few weeks and it's surprisingly interesting.  It all started when I set up my sewing machine near an open window and suddenly I could hear everything going on in the neighborhood.  There's a woman who spends the whole day talking on the phone, her love life, eating habits and weight loss plan get covered everyday.  I keep having to refrain from leaning out the window and giving her my two cents.  I feel like listening is mean but I don't want to close the window and lose the last few days of nice weather, so I'm just going to have to embrace the eavesdropper identity.

try, try again

    Beginning to blog again seems a little strange after such a long break.  There were a few reasons for the break but an unreliable internet connection played the biggest role.  After a while starting back up just felt odd but suddenly there seems to be a reason to try again.  Using a phone to communicate across three time zones, illness and shift work isn't working very well at the moment.  I'm hoping that a daily post here might keep someone entertained while being available for reading at whatever pace is possible on any given day.

    I fear things are going to get a bit rambly and strange as I try to come up with something to post everyday.  If I've suddenly appeared in your RSS feed again, apologies for the disapearing act, feel free to stick around. There will still be knitting and other crafty content since most of the exciting moments in my life consist of me tinking back five rows of lace.  I better get my camera out and start taking pictures...

in fading light

    All through winter I keep as many flowers around as possible.  It's my dream to live in a greenhouse or step back in time and have a conservatory - of the plant variety although I'm not opposed to music.  December is the month when I really start to ramp up flower acquisition.     Potted poinsettias, forced bulbs and mixed bouquets are forced to live together around here.  Even I was surprised by this bouquet though, usually I gravitate towards the simple.  For some reason the vaguely tacky gold tipped pine cones and vibrant green arrangement called to me.     I'm sure the elegant paperwhites will survive next to the brassy spider chrysanthemums.