Friday, November 11th, 2016


This is an old favourite photo of my Dziadziu (grandfather in Polish). I grew up living with my parents and grandparents, and siblings. While my parents and Dziadziu worked, my Bubie (grandmother) ran the household. All went as well as many generations in the same house, my dad and mother’s family each from extremely different backgrounds, and all but us siblings born in Poland…could go. That is, in the daytime. At night, every night, my Dziadziu yelled out in his sleep. He had the same nightmares, always, from his time of fighting in World War One, on horseback, in the Polish Cavalry. He took his family to Canada after that war. Consider moving countries, and changing language, and never again seeing your family and friends in the “old country”. He was a brave man to do this, and to find peace after that war that troubled his nights. He found his most peace in gardening. Dziadziu had left a farming village, but his “roots” never left him.


And here is my father. He was with the Royal British Airforce, Polish Division. He fought to get there, having first been prisoned in Siberia by the Russians. Getting to England to fight could not have been easy. He met my mother in Toronto while training there with his Division ..and married her before returning to war! My brother was born while my father was still fighting, but he survived, and thrived in Toronto, as best he could, without his country, his language, his former life. He too was brave.     I never appreciated it, growing up, the way I do on this Remembrance Day, that these two men had spent part of their youth being traumatized by war, and then added to it complete relocation, a new country,   a new language, a new culture. It all takes bravery.  And here we siblings have grown up in Canada, have lived in peace in our country, but some of our country men and women are fighting elsewhere to bring peace to others. They are brave. For our peaceful lives, we are grateful.

Thursday, November 11th, 2016


This wonderful, gifted woman, in her 90’s, was able to tackle a pattern with silk yarn of mine, that had left me completely frustrated, unable to keep stitches on the needles, with the slipperiness of the yarn and the complication of the pattern. Jean was frustrated by it too, but determined, having been given this challenge and, impressively, up to it! Today she returned it to me, made into a huge scarf, shawl, throw…so many things such a large piece can be. I am so humbled by Jean and so, so appreciative.


See the size of it, the complexity..It is not yet “blocked”…wet, stretched, flattened…so the edges will will grow even larger!

Frank is out…so I’ve resorted to selfies to try to show you just some of the various ways this can be worn. Thank you again, Jean.


Wednesday, November 9th, 2016


A group of about 20 knitters from our Gaspereau knitters group, went to the big city today…(Halifax did seem big.. so much construction is happening and has happened since I last had a good look at the city). We hit three different yarn stores, and here, at the beautiful Central Library cafe on the fifth floor, we had a coffee and knitting break  ..view, sunlight, food. We were happy. We repeated this in Julien’s Bakery at the Hydrastone, some time later. We know how to have fun! and get projects completed…that is, before we’re distracted with new yarn and new ideas for new projects…and so it goes.

Tuesday, November 8th, 2016


Small wonders..


..on different bushes. The first is a Barberry bush, the second is a Burning Bush…both vying for your attention in early November. I’ll play along.

Sunday, November 6th, 2016


Jockel is modelling the birthday hat that I knit for him. The pattern had a photo of a surfer wearing the prototype,  so it seemed appropriate to make it for Jockel.  It suits him, and shortly after this photo was taken, he went off for a surf!…especially as we were staying at Matt’s, on our old street, close to Lawrencetown Beach, when we had our get together. Drea brought cupcakes, Noah entertained.

Friday, November 4th, 2016


He’s the man.  Frank is installing a new battery into my computer…using those tiny tools and watching  UTube instructions. Don’t try this at home, kids.

Thursday, November 3rd, 2016


Thursday again…”Purl” knows how to stay warm…resting on pure wool, by the fire…good life there…


Wednesday, November 2nd, 2016


Walking the dykes on this beautiful fall day…


..then wine tasting in the afternoon..


..I wanted to reach in and grab some grapes, but I did love the wine.


Tuesday, November 1st, 2016


Bluejays were entertaining us this morning, waiting their turn at the huge drooping Sunflowers.


..showing off their tricks..

dscn2884 they would each pluck out a Sunflower seed, fly away with it, chew, let others have their turns, then return to the source, and repeat. Worth growing these plants from seed to begin with, just for this show.