People seem to disappear in winter. Why do they choose to live in a cold area and leave when it is at it's best? This question has been in circulation in the back of my mind for the past 25 years as I have enjoyed the climate of the foothills of the Great Dividing Range, and shivered in the lovely coolness of winter with it's all-day-soul-penetrating-Silver-Creek-frost or the weeks of cloudy skies offering a joyous sprinkling of snow several times in between soggy showers. How nice it is to come in to the wood fire and thaw out and know that the bulbs are ready to make the most spectacular show in the garden in just a couple of weeks when the sun reappears.
There have been years when I would have been hard-pressed not to sell my soul to the devil if he offered a deal for getting rid of February forever and it's morale-destroying heat. That's the pits for me, the absolute bottom of the barrel. Do I need to disappear then? It's not a good option, gardens are shrivelling, animals are at risk and there are the dreaded bushfires. And I guess the only places worth disappearing to for some coolness are at the end of very long plane flights. This obviously needs some more thinking about!
Those of us who have still been enjoying the winter here have been busy. Kerry has been working on a gorgeous quilt, with beautiful appliqued flowers.
There have been years when I would have been hard-pressed not to sell my soul to the devil if he offered a deal for getting rid of February forever and it's morale-destroying heat. That's the pits for me, the absolute bottom of the barrel. Do I need to disappear then? It's not a good option, gardens are shrivelling, animals are at risk and there are the dreaded bushfires. And I guess the only places worth disappearing to for some coolness are at the end of very long plane flights. This obviously needs some more thinking about!
Those of us who have still been enjoying the winter here have been busy. Kerry has been working on a gorgeous quilt, with beautiful appliqued flowers.
Maree has been knitting socks
from a genuine vintage pattern book
and participating in sock swaps with other sock knitters on Ravelry
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