Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Simple Winter Hat

I just finished a cozy sweater for my sister who is recovering from surgery and I felt like doing some quick project before I embark on something more time consuming. I had some leftover chunky light blue yarn and I paired it with some champagne mohair that has some shiny metallic threads in it. This photo makes the colours look washed out and dull
but this shot gives a pretty accurate representation of the colours and the sparkle highlights.
The hat was super quick to knit with chunky wool.  I cast on 44 stitches using 6.5 mm needles for my average size head and a snug fit. I knit 1 1/2 inches of k2p2 ribbing and then switched to stocking stitch. To shape the top, k2 together across the rows three times then thread the yard through the remaining stitches and pull tight. Sew a seam down the back and presto - a new winter hat.

Friday, November 10, 2017

Brisk, Very Brisk

Yup, snow this morning. Not only snow but cold : -10C with an Artic wind. I got to try out my new winter boots. Our little dog and I had a real power walk this morning, both of us marching along as fast as we could. It wasn't a long walk at all but we were both glad to get back in the warm house.

Tomorrow will be somewhat warmer at 3 C but perhaps we are in for an early winter. It is so unpredictable; some years winter starts in November, and some years it doesn't really start until the end of December. On the plus side, the coming week is supposed to be sunny, if on the chilly side.
Hope you're all warm.

Sunday, November 5, 2017


This is my Father's world, 
And to my listening ears
All nature sings, and round me rings
The music of the spheres.
This is my Father's world:
I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas-
His hand the wonders wrought.

This is my Father's world,
The birds their carols raise,
The morning light, the lily white,
Declare their Maker's praise.
This is my Father's world:
He shines in all that's fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass,
He speaks to me everywhere.

This is my Father's world,
O let me ne'er forget,
That though the wrong seems oft so strong,
God is the Ruler yet.
This is my Father's world:
The battle is not done;
Jesus who died shall be satisfied,
And earth and heav'n be one.

Maltbie Babcock

Saturday, November 4, 2017

November Bouquet

November bouquet from the very last bits of the garden.

Friday, November 3, 2017

November-Fading Light

 One of the few advantages of November days is that you don't have to get up very early to see the sun rise.  Tomorrow we set the clocks back so it will be dark at 5 pm.  Every year it's the same and every year I am surprised by how short the days get.

 After some very rainy and cloudy days, the sun came out this afternoon.  Quick get out for a walk!

 There is still colour out there but you have to look a lot harder for it.

 Some very red berries.

 A stylish mushroom.

 Tenacious fluff.

Sumacs against a rocky fence.

Beavers have been at work here. Two small stumps show up in the foreground and a larger tree on the left is half cut through.  In the middle, a dark path indicates where they travel from the pond to the trees.

Distant poplars are a spot of colour in the distance.

The grass is still surprisingly green and this patch was just glowing in the sun.

We got the winter tires on the cars and the propane delivery man filled up the tank that supplies our heater so I guess we are all set for whatever comes our way. I don't mind winter if I don't have to go anywhere but snowy driving can be stressful.  Hopefully, I won't have much of that to deal with.

I hope you have found your cozy sweaters and have some good books to read. Spring is just around the corner :)