Life's a Stitch

Lifesastitch has recently passed its sixteenth anniversary and my last post was the 1300th. There have been 8551 comments, but that isn't an accurate number, as many followers have been contacting me by email. Apparently my comments feature has been glitchy and not available to all. I cannot figure it out having checked all my settings to no avail.

More upsetting is that several people have told me they have been blocked from the blog, citing security warnings. There is a workaround using "https:" the secure transfer protocol rather than the generic www. Those of you reading this obviously have access, but if you know someone who doesn't…

I’m one of the last original knitting bloggers, and truthfully, this blog has morphed into a life story although knitting is posted now and then. It's more likely to be about a watercolour painting, a successful kitchen experiment or travelogue. I'm not a Facebook supporter, a conscientious objector of sorts, so this is my social media outlet. 

We reached a yearly milestone early this year. The ritual of changing over the duvets, from the summer silk one to the down comforters. It happens when the temperature drops to 0C (32F). When I was a little kid, pre plastic and oil based polyester, we slept on rough cotton muslin sheets with itchy wool blankets. At age 14, I travelled with the nuns to Europe to study art. A bunk in a dorm in the village of Jouy-En-Josas, Switzerland, changed my nightlife forever. I slept in a cloud, a thick down comforter, it felt like heaven. About ten years later they became a thing in North America, the rage of the January department store "white sale," an old fashioned term for a linen sale, still used today. I bought my first down duvet and never looked back and now I sleep in a cloud every night.

With the cooler weather comes brighter evening skies as the sun sets farther south.