Before I start seriously griping about the dark grey of this day, I want to explain this photo. My friend, Cheri knitted scarves – soft, delicious scarves in beautiful muted colours – for all of us Coven members.
It is by far the softest, most luxurious, beautiful scarf I have ever owned. Most importantly, Cheri did this. And I am blown away and grateful, and putting it on makes me feel cherished. (Cheri-shed?)
And so I wanted to share this picture because it’s lovely. And truthfully, it was a pretty good day. I got the tree down today – earlier than usual but that was because Simon had to get at that ceiling to do things with scribing and insulation and stuff. Don’t ask – I haven’t a clue really. Well – I do but I am at a loss for the terminology.
And so I did that and cleaned up and we took the dogs for a good walk. And I am planning on a hike up Wolf Peak at Kootenay Pass on Sunday. Should be most interesting.
And that’s it. I feel as grey as the day. I truly understand the point behind hibernation. Go bears! For me, the secret to keeping my chin up is getting out as much as possible. Days like yesterday on the Whaleback – those days make all the difference in the world.
I read the news and tread a fine line between losing all hope and finding cracks where perhaps something can be done.
A thin line.
Gotta keep myself outside.