Friday, January 30, 2009
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About Me
- Heather
- I'm the wife of Dr. Ken, who has appendiceal carcinoma, sharing our journey through this blog.
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A diary of sorts, regaling people with the woes and wonders of gardening in central Alberta...and during the winter, a knitting place of sorts.
How much have I knit in 2010?
Knitting Diary 2009
So, there's about 3 feet of snow in the front yard, and that's where there are no drifts. My perennials are all hiding, or look like skeletons, so what's a girl to do? Knit! I've have turned into my grandma. No worries, things could be much worse. However, anyone who calls me "granny" and then asks for something handknit is liable to get...nothing. Nada. Nichts. Because I do not support rude behaviour. I am, after all , the mother of three children who supply me with enough rudeness. So there. Now, enough typing, it's time to knit.
The pressure is on. I've decided that I don't have enough stress in my life, and so I've booked myself pretty tight. I've started a stole for my sister-in -law's wedding, (for her, not me) and I promised a friend who is currently living in Africa, where the nights can get bitterly cold, a warm sweater. Thankfully, next week we are leaving on an RV trip to Manitoba and frankly, what's more boring than driving across Saskatchewan! Well, driving across Saskatchewan without any knitting, of course. Now, to make sure I pack enough projects!
The pressure is on. I've decided that I don't have enough stress in my life, and so I've booked myself pretty tight. I've started a stole for my sister-in -law's wedding, (for her, not me) and I promised a friend who is currently living in Africa, where the nights can get bitterly cold, a warm sweater. Thankfully, next week we are leaving on an RV trip to Manitoba and frankly, what's more boring than driving across Saskatchewan! Well, driving across Saskatchewan without any knitting, of course. Now, to make sure I pack enough projects!
Welcome to the cyber home of the Gardenmeister
Well, you see, Gardenmeister, directly translated from German would be Garden Master. Which is certainly a goal I strive for, though serving the real Master (that would be Jesus Christ) is even more important. However, since I can't really call myself a Master Gardener...yet...this is the title I've assumed.
Welcome to my blog. I hope you enjoy sharing the joys and triumphs of gardening on a hobby farm southeast of Edmonton, Alberta.
Welcome to my blog. I hope you enjoy sharing the joys and triumphs of gardening on a hobby farm southeast of Edmonton, Alberta.
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