I lived alone with my baby in an off-grid cabin on a remote island off the coast of British Columbia. When she was 7 we moved to P.E.I and when she turned 11 we moved to the bush in northern Ontario.
"Don't wish me happiness I don't expect to be happy all the time....It's gotten beyond that somehow. Wish me courage and strength and a sense of humor. I will need them all." Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Sunday, 24 November 2013
Ripple Afghan
This afghan is a gift. Knitting it took forever but it went perfectly. I never broke or lost a needle. I never ran out of yarn. Never spilled my tea on it or missed a row in a pattern repeat. Nothing went wrong. And even the day I completed it and took it outside the cabin to photograph the lighting was perfect.
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