winter activities in progress

Sometimes it feels like I have too many interests. Too many books to read. Too many projects. But on a snowy afternoon like this, I love having all these little odds and ends to choose from:

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The green scarf is for Ethan. It’s my “sampler” scarf that Tammy at my work is helping me with. She taught me to purl, which has opened up a variety of new patterns and designs for my knitting. The embroidery is a pattern from an old Dutch sampler, I’m doing it in all one color to get the hang of it, but hopefully more colorful embroidery will happen in the future. Although, I’m loving the red on ivory contrast, I can thank @soulemama for her inspiration. Along with all the projects, I am wading through piles of books that I keep compulsively checking out of the library- crewel embroidery, Home Economics (vintage home care- a gift from Morgan), Aesop’s Fables, the Nature Notes and Country Diary of an Edwardian Lady, The World of Downton Abbey (season 3 is coming up so soon!!!), the complete poems of e.e. Cummings, and A Lady Cyclist’s Guide to Kashgar (Library Journal rated it the best historical fiction novel of 2012, so I had to give it a try). Keeping me company amongst all these pursuits is a warm peppermint latte in my favorite mug. Here’s to a snowy Sunday afternoon~ enjoy yours too! x C

well look at this, we’re cooking.

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Monday night: Pork and mushroom Marsala over fettuccine
Tuesday night: midwinter minestrone

Ethan and I are cooking up a storm! We’ve tried a few recipes, and (much to my surprise) they’ve all turned out good (great even!) And, more importantly, we are cooking together. This means that I do not have to pound out meat or cut off fat or stir boiling pots alone. Which is a very lovely thing xx C

“the lost arts”

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Yay yay yay! I went to mom’s tonight and she gave me an antique embroidery set for me to learn and practice on. It actually belonged to Vandy’s grandmother. I have been wanting to do embroidery for so long! Mother is very talented in so many various things; she taught me a few different stitches tonight. I look forward to making many more creations xx C

sick day antiquing

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After attempting service with Ethan, but failing due to coughing fits, we decided to poke into some local antique and consignment (treasure!) shops. It’s such fun hunting around for things. I ended up with the wooden vase and the book on embroidery in the bottom picture. One of these days I’m going to try to teach myself needlepoint and embroidery. I have all the stuff for it, now I have a guidebook… I just need the time! xC

my first snow

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Left in the house today by a sore throat and a heavy-headed feeling, I am enjoying just taking in my surroundings. For me, this is the first substantial snow of the winter, as the official first snow came when we were away in St. John. I did some journal writing and finished a small gem of a book, The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating by Elisabeth Tova Bailey; hence the picture of the snail shell I’ve held on to for years. Our heater is finally fixed (at just the right time- it wouldn’t be so pleasant sitting here in the cold) but I’m still anxious for our wood stove to be installed at some point next week.
I’m looking forward to an encouraging pioneer meeting this afternoon and then a meal with friends afterwards. I hope I feel a little better after a hot shower. Until then I am content wrapped in a blanket, watching the slowly swirling snow xx C