I grew up just outside of New York City. We saw wild animals from time to time – squirrels, chipmunks, bunnies and the occasional raccoon. Stories of people getting eaten up by wild things were reserved for fairy tales. You heard stories of alligators coming up through the toilet, but did that really happen? Now I live just outside of Vancouver, BC, about the same distance from downtown as I lived in New York. I generally hate stereotypes (all Americans own guns and Canada is a vast, cold wilderness far from civilization), but I feel like I’m living in one. Over the past two months, in our driveway, we’ve had a cougar, a skunk, a fox, a coyote and a bear.
On to knitting: Noro Silk Garden – wonderful to knit with despite the gigundous slubs and a knot in each skein. There definitely is more Noro in my future.
My in-house wild animals: Gracee and Mari



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