Moody and mystical feelings as the sun drops quickly to the horizon. Thinking of using handspun mohair to trim a pair of Stag Antler Mitts, baking dragon bread for Michaelmas, enjoying whittling wood and staining it black. Knitting an endless loop of tiny stitches with 4-ply murky olive and skin pink pure wool yarn.
Summer feels on the wane and it has been beautiful. Still the sun shines bright and warm and the clover keeps on blooming. Skylarks tumble and dive, collared doves coo to one another, the calves are frisking about and the lambs are getting big. Sunshiney days of relishing the warm breeze and the salt air, …
Stomping our boots on the rocks to shake off the first snow flurries, taking too-quick breaths that burn and tickle our lungs making us laugh and love the way the clean, sharp frosty air makes our bodies feel tingly and zingy. Wrapped in warm and nurturing hand knitted loveliness our hearts are warm too on …
BEFORE: Super rustic, gorgeously toothy pure Donegal wool on the cone, bamboo needles, my fingers, what we will make today? AFTER: Of course, a dreamy Inner Wild Gathering Bodice Donegal Wool on the cone, you are so tactile and textured you should be allowed to show off a bit. Yes, it does mean working in …
Suddenly Autumn and we’re golden
Honey mellow molten sunshine in the freshness of Autumn. Small bundles of windtorn heather still bloom, fading to lilac from bright purple.
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Moody and mystical feelings as the sun drops quickly to the horizon. Thinking of using handspun mohair to trim a pair of Stag Antler Mitts, baking dragon bread for Michaelmas, enjoying whittling wood and staining it black. Knitting an endless loop of tiny stitches with 4-ply murky olive and skin pink pure wool yarn.
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