Happy New Year

As I reflect back on the year, this time last year seemed awfully bleak for this household. DH lost his job along with thousands of others. With no income and savings disappearing quickly, one wondered what the future would bring. As you turned to others for support you heard over and over again, "well there are lots of folks losing everything". I know they meant well, but that is sort of like your Mom telling you to eat your peas because there are children starving in China. Did that make those peas taste better? I think not.



That's when my Etsy shop came about. Thank you to all that have had a hand in making it a success.



Winter came and went and spring brought a new job, way below the salary level of the last one, but a job none the less. Amazing what one can do without. Makes you wonder, do we really need all those "things" after all.  As long as I have yarn, knitting needles, roving, spinning wheel, and a little bit of dye, I'm good.



Then it was garden season. The weather didn't cooperate and it was a struggle to get our usual yields.

Fall came and it was time to start thinking about Christmas knitting. Last year everyone received sweaters, this year they all got hats. Which I think they were just as happy with. We were all together for Christmas and that is what is most important.



That brings us right back to the New Year. I have a HUGE pot of black-eyed-peas cooking for New Year's Day. I'm not taking any chances.



Happy New Year one and all!

Snow day..........

Everyone knows that you must have a clean house in order for Santa to visit. Here she is busy at work.  Might be a good plug for Dyson. Look, maneuvers so easily your two year can vaccum for you.  Do you think I should ask for royalties?   Anyway, she did a great job.  She actually had fun doing it.  Oh, how quickly that will change.

After our cleaning was finished it was time for playing. And play we did.  Cailin thought it was really great to throw snowballs at Ama.   She also thought it was really fun to go sledding, as long as Ama would pull her.  Otherwise, it was just way too much work.  Up the hill, down hill, down the driveway, up the driveway, and up and down the hill again.  Okay, that's Ama's workout for the day, enough.

As I watched my granddaughter play in the snow and dodging her vast amount of snowballs. I couldn't help but think of playing with my own two small children in the snow.  Then, falling in the snow meant laughs and giggles, now it means aching bones.  Where has the time gone.