More Postal Goodies

I love getting things in the mail - always have. This is a lovely little parcel that Lara sent after I found a pattern for her. I thnk I got the best end of the deal; two balls of Debbie Bliss Cahmerino in green, some ginger toffees, a little something for the ibook and the obligatory cat photo with the same green eyes as the wool. I'm Happy!

Saltwater Toffee

This is a packet of Lollies all the way from the Remarkable Sweet Shop in Arrowtown in Central Otago in New Zealand. I have been searching for many years for Saltwater Toffees and through the wonders of Google here they are. This little parcel arrived yesterday with two packets of the lovely lollies and a few samples to tempt me further.
They are an acquired taste - a salty sweet combination. I used to save up my pennies to buy them from the H&J Smiths department store in Gore when I was at school and have not seen them for a long, long time.

Here is my Stash

Here is my Stash - a bit of it anyway. This cabinet on top of my chest of drawers (which contains many metres of fabric stash) has the best of my yarn. I have a few more bits and pieces here and there.

Sitting on top of this of all this precious wool is Bou, from Spirited Away . He's got his needles out and is knitting away - an inspiration for me maybe.

I do not aspire to SABLEhood, although I fully understand the temptation and the yearning that a skein of Noro on special or a new range of Merino Silk blend can create in a person. The stories of boxes/rooms /houses full of yarn fills me with dread and thoughts of OCD.

What I hope to do over the course of the next few days, months, (years) is itemise all this lovely stash and to match it with an appropriate pattern and to actually reduce it!

I also hope to record my history of past knitting - a history that stretches back to 1982 and continues -with a short hiatus in the '90's - to the present. Notwithstanding the vagaries of computers and first time blogging mishaps. 

The Blue Mountains

The Blue Mountains in NSW Australia, a world-heritage listed, green island of native bush and spectacular landscapes. Not a bad place to live and not a bad place to knit. It's two knitting hours by train from the Sydney city CBD. My village is 668 metres above sea-level, just above cloud level as many a misty morning has proven. A lovely temperate climate with the odd touch of frost in Winter to justify scarves and jumpers.