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Another draft was waiting for photos to be posted but it seems that will be for next week instead.

So I’m going to have to think of something else to tell you. I’m waiting for a courier and I can’t hear the van from the loom room or the loft, so I can either knit a sock or sit here. Wish they’d elaborate the tracking with GPS, but it can be anything from now and 7 5 4 hours. (during the while that it took me to finish this post)

On my reading list this week:

coracleI have a chair again, for which my flesh is grateful. The surface is a cat hair magnet (not my choice), so I covered it with a blanket and consequently have to be very careful when I move: The kittens think it’s a fort!


Speaking of forts, perhaps you can help me solve a puzzle, which is outside my range of knowledge: When I was up in my hayloft the other day, the temperature felt distinctly chillier inside my new room compared to the uninsulated (apart from straw bales) half. That was a bit of a surprise to me. Anyone know why that would be? I’ve test painted a bit of wall to find out how that works at 3° C. I think I had this wild notion that it would be around 10…. We’re having the kind of mild, moist winter that nevertheless makes your bones ache and shiver in a way frost never does, I don’t want to set foot outside AT ALL, just do my rotisserie routine in front of the wood stove. Oh how I’d looooove a woodstove in my stoodio. When it gets proper stairs that is.


A couple of random links to amuse you:

Raven men

Journal quilts


Little knitted purse

Oak sculptures

And now I’ve run out of steam. 😉