How to greet a granny in a fog

How to greet a granny in a fog

Winter is full of slanting light, that breaks through the chill. In the school holidays, the little one and I  once again take time together. She is awaiting a visitor from across the sea and across the hemispheres. Her other granny is immigrating from China. We...
Winter stories

Winter stories

We are in the coldest part of winter. Not a time to be alone, pecking at the edge of the tide for morsels.  No, it’s time for our annual midwinter dinner (two weekends ago). Our family links up with my friend and her daughter, and once again we are joined...
Always start with a sheep . . .

Always start with a sheep . . .

 It seemed a good idea at the time. Knitting quietly is my ideal way of welcoming in a new babe. But since using a computer, I can’t knit any more because I get RSI. It’s winter, and I need a project. So I had the great idea to order a kit-set baby...
Sail away, climb away

Sail away, climb away

Does winter ever get you down? Do you get that shut-in feeling when the rain pelts down and the wind blows icy tendrils down your neck and into your ears? Then it’s time for a winter walk. The sun is shining between showers and my friend wants to show me a new...