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still alive... really!

just been so very busy, as have you i am sure!

Lots of knitting, camping and travel as well as the usual around the house projects! Life is good though. Fall is here! Had to turn the furnace on before October... expect the first frost any day now...

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Been away from blogging but been busy with the holidays! was great to have daughter home for a full month. The house seems pretty empty right now with her back to school as well as hubby away for 3 weeks on travel (and no communication this week) Sucks truly! lol.

New years was spent at the camp, cold cold cold, was about 11 degrees that night but a nice lil cabin with a wood stove, fresh alaska king crab sent by an alaska fishermen and friends made it pleasant. (well, the whiskey might have warmed things up too!)

The new year brings new projects! Been busy trying to go through the house and cleaning, eliminating unnecessary clutter of items. May have to hold off some though as hubby doesn't want it collecting in the garage until weather allows a yard sale. Already filled the back of the jeep once and did a huge drop off at the goodwill. Hate giving everything away when a little money could be made from it. Oh well, the space and donation of goods are all nice too. My new sewing machine and i are making friends.... finally a machine that isn't trying to fight me. :)

What have you been doing this new year?

Mele Kalikimaka & a knitters poem for you

... the poem, not by me. Happy safe holiday to you all!

’Twas the night before Christmas and all around me

There was unfinished knitting not under the tree.

The stockings weren’t hung by the chimney with care

’Cause the heels and the toes had not a stitch there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

But I had not finished the caps for their heads.

Dad was asleep—he was no help at all.

And the sweater for him was six sizes too small.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I put down my needles to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash.

Tripped over my yarn and fell down in my stash.

The tangle of yarn that lay deep as the snow

Reminded me how far I still had to go.

When out on the lawn I heard such a noise,

I was sure it would wake up both Dad and the boys.

And although I was tired and my brain a bit thick,

I knew in a moment it must be St Nic.

Yet what I heard left me very perplex-ed

For nothing I heard was what I expect-ed.

"Move Rowan! Move Patons! Move Koigu and Clover!

Move Shelridge! Move Starmore! Move Spinrite! Move over!

Lopi, don’t circle around, just stand there in line.

Pay attention you sheep and you’ll work out just fine!

I know this is hard, as it’s just your first year,

But I’d hate to go back to 8 tiny reindeer."

I peered over the sill.What I saw was amazing!

Eight wooly sheep on my lawn all a-grazing!

And then in a twinkle, I heard at the door

Santa’s big boots stomping on the porch floor.

I rose from my knees and got back on my feet.

As I turned around, St Nic I did meet.

He was dressed all in wool from his head to his toe

And his clothes were hand knit from above to below.

A bright Fair Isle sweater he wore on his back,

And his toys were all stuffed in an Aran sack.

His hat was a wonder of bobbles and lace,

A beautiful frame for his rosy red face.

The scarf on his neck could have stretched for a mile,

And the socks peeking over his boots were Argyle.

On the back of his mitts was an intricate cable.

And suddenly on one I spotted a small label:

"S.C." in duplicate on the cuff.

So I asked, "Hey, Nic, did YOU knit all this stuff?"

He proudly replied, "Ho, ho, ho, yes I did.

I learned how to knit when I was a kid."

He was chubby and plump, a well-dressed old man,

And I laughed to myself, for I’d thought up a plan.

I flashed him a grin and jumped up in the air,

And the next thing he knew, he was tied to a chair.

He spoke not a word, but looked down in his lap

Where I had laid my needles and yarn for a cap.

He began then to knit, first one cap then two.

For the first time I thought I might really get through.

He put heels in the stockings and toes in some socks,

While I sat back drinking a scotch on the rocks.

Quickly like magic his needles they flew,

Good Grief! He was finished by two!

He sprang for his sleigh when I let him go free,

And over his shoulder he looked back at me.

I heard him explain as he sailed past the moon,

"Next year, start your knitting sometime around JUNE!"

Happy Holiday Season Everyone

I know, but tomorrow is december already, thanksgiving rushed past! In the last month i think we have been home about 6 days, rotating odd weeks in BC Canada, to long weeekends at camp, daughter home for a week and a good winter storm that knocked the power out for a good while... thanks goodness i insisted on a generator a few xmas's ago!

So, no matter what you do to celebrate the season enjoy the food, family , friends and create new traditions as well as enjoying the old!

Part Two

The outside is plain white right now, come spring we will restore the paint design... we have been enjoying weekends with no wi fi, no cells, just good people out to enjoy the same, fresh fish, nature and lots of camp fires! I love the challenge of campfire cooking! (not our dog, that's Hank who adores fishing!) The deer come both morning and evening. As fall is here ... was 32 at the house the other morning... i think i have at least 4 layers on here, lol!

This is why I have been MIA: Part One

Camping... dad retired and picked up a couple of lots at the timber trails. Hubby got my little dream trailer (a 1966 15 foot Aloha) think.... pin up cowgirl. This is our "our daughter is in college we're poor weekend home" and we're loving it!