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IMG_6940.JPGWhat a difference a week makes! We’ve had temperatures dipping low at night, and all the leaves in the park are changing colors and falling to the ground. The afternoons have still been warmish, mid 50’s.  It seems like these trees were green for so long, it’s kind of odd to see them all gold, the tree’s limbs becoming more and more exposed. It’s funny to me how quickly the turning of the seasons happens once it gets going.

It’s nearly time for the snow to start flying! I, for one, cannot wait! Have a wonderful week! -Marie


52 Project: 43/52


I had a super fun weekend up at the Croakery helping Florrie host a Halloween party for a pack of wild 2-7 year olds. It was so much fun, with games, and food, and kids tearing around the garden. I got to spend some quality time rambling about the woods, getting my fill of country air and autumn woods.  Florrie inspired me to purchase some Blue Sky Alpacas Extra, and I started swatching for a new hat pattern. It is completely and utterly the most luscious thing to knit with. 55% Baby Alpaca/45% Fine Merino. Soft, springy, cloud-like, and it knits up so fast!

Back in the city this Monday our corner is finally catching up to Florrie’s little mountain and the colors are showing, the leaves have begun to fall. There’s a new art installation going in, some massive bronze sculptures. Once the fence comes down I’ll share a few pictures.  Have a great week! -Marie

52 Project: 29&30/52

7/21/14  29/5220140728-130125-46885677.jpgI have been battling the worst head cold that I have had in years. I remembered to take my picture last Monday, but between bouts of fever and coughing up a lung I never got around to actually posting it.  By day six my sore throat was epic so I went to the Dr. to make sure it wasn’t  something horrible like strep. Thank goodness it wasn’t. Just your typical cold virus which meant I just had to be patient and wait it out. Today marks day 11 and my sore throat is finally nearly almost gone, the cough is still present but dwindling.   Florrie and I are running a 5k at the end of August, which is terrifying because I haven’t been running for going on three weeks. Eeep!  Back at it this week. Wish us luck!

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The Mystery of the Missing Needles

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I was a huge Nancy Drew fan as a kid (not to mention Trixie Belden, Cherry Ames and Hardy Boys).  I would sit for hours under the mimosa tree in the back yard with my very best friend Gina and pour over those books, certain that when I was older and wore pumps I would be solving crime and unraveling mysteries just like my heroines.  Trixie Belden books were great, because there were always fun mysteries to solve set in the gorgeous lush hills of the Hudson Valley. The Trixie series had something the other books did not… a rich neighbor girl who had horses!  I loved that Trixie was a tomboy like myself.  I could seriously relate. Cherry Ames was a wonderfully plucky and clever girl who became a nurse at the outset of WWII instead of becoming a wife. Again, very relate-able. The series follows her through nursing school to the battlefield in titles such as Cherry Ames Student Nurse and Cherry Ames Army Nurse.  Then on to more banal nursing jobs after the war ended including Cherry Ames Department Store Nurse. lol!  I love the first six or so books in the series especially.

Which brings us to last night.  Last night I was looking for needles to cast on for a swatch and I KNOW I have a set of double pointed US5 needles. But where were they? It seemed as if my inner nine year old was hot on the trail of a new mystery.  I’m not exactly the neatest egg in the carton, but I’m not a complete wreck either, and my needles could only have gotten so far. I looked everywhere that I thought they might be and came up with nothing. Well not exactly nothing. I did find my missing needle gauge.  I need to begin my swatch tonight so I’m going to buy a new set on my way home today. I guarantee you that they will turn up shortly after my purchase.  They’re probably on some unfinished object in the bottom of a plastic bin, covered by yarn stash.  Hmmm. Maybe this weekend is a good time to go through my stash and organize a bit.  Or maybe I’ll just curl up on the couch and re-read the Mystery Off Glen Road.