An idle aside

Elne, France, 2005 Yet all experience is an arch wherethro'Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fadesFor ever and forever when I move.Alfred, Lord Tennyson"Ulysses" My week has been all knitting and unpicking and writing, though thankfully not un-writing, and so today is just a "quote and a picture" day. A remembrance of sunnier moments, further…

Three Hundred

Welcome to the 300th post on my blog, which should by rights be a widescreen epic, but just how epic can a little old lady whittering on about knitting and stationery be? I've been asking myself if I am the same person today as I was when I began to blog and I think largely…