The Knitting Nurse

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Tomorrow’s It…

Big day tomorrow, folks.

Moving day.

Tomorrow we move into my first purchased home. Pinch me! For real. How’s that for a fortieth birthday gift, eh? Some people but shiny, red sports cars. Not I.

Last month’s been a whirlwind of work, packing, painting the inside of the new place (most colors were grey’ish and that just isn’t me). Add all the other tasks that come with moving. I’ve been swamped.

Fall’s blowing through (Literally, dang it’s been windy) my fave season, and I’m a bit sad I haven’t been out hiking through the damp, yellowed maples.

After tomorrow I can slow to breath a bit more deeply – and take some walks. Hoping some leaves stay inact.

Cheers to ya!

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Munro’s Bookstore in Victoria, B.C. – Quilted Artwork by Carole Sabiston

Moving day is one week tomorrow. Pete and I have been painting the new house’s interior like mad, hoping to complete most all before moving day.  In case you’re new to this blog, I just bought my first house.  I’m tired.  Really tired.  All extra energy goes towards preparing to move.  He’s a saint.  I’m grateful for his help and tolerating my occasional veering away from my typical cool and calm self to Nervous Nellie.  So much to do!  Not to mention work.

I miss my blog.

Thought I’d share something simple today, pics from a trip into Victoria when my mom and dad were here.  After we parted ways, I had a bit of time waiting for the ferry,  so I popped into Munros Books.  It’s a bucket list bookstore.

The inner harbor, looking away from the Parliament Building, from the ferry I arrived on.



Gorgeous, eh?  The neo-classical building was designed for the Royal Bank of Canada in 1909.

The coffered ceiling is 24′ tall.  The space is light and bright.  Their website reports they’ve won two heritage awards for its renovation.




A welcomed surprise, artful quilted wallhangings grace the arched walls inside.


The owner, Jim Munro’s wife Carole Sabiston is the artist who created the four hangings representing the The Four Seasons.  In the back are other pieces inspired by literature classics.

Timely, and my favorite season, fall:












To see more of Carole’s works, which are hung in the store, visit the About Us page on Munro’s website. At the bottom, photos cycle through.

I cannot find a website for Carole.  Munro’s website states she works on theatre sets and costumes. She’s done commissioned works in many provinces as well as the UK and the US.  She uses hand and machine stitching.

How I’d love to see her studio!

Speaking of studios, I can’t wait to set up and USE my new sewing room.  It’s quite a bit smaller than the one I’ve had the last year but I have strategies to conserve space.  I’ll share all that later.

First I have to survive the painting, packing, moving and unpacking.



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A Summer’s Garden-Winding Down

In June I shared my delight at having a fledgling garden.  The summer’s raced away from me and I did not share its fruits with you.

I fretted over  it not being large enough.  Pete kindly turned over more soil.  It was too large!  I really has a hard time staying on top of it (esp. when Pete was away from work.)  Regardless, a blast was had in the garden.  It was an experiment, being so long since I’ve tended plants tucked into the ground and not in pots.  Coming home from work, I’d stay out until dark, a rumbling belly reminding me to eat well after 9 PM.

I was organizing some pics tonight. Ones of the garden perked me up.  Thought I’d share.

The initial waiting was an exercise in patience. Eventually,  plants seemed to shoot up from nowhere.



Greens came out of our ears.


It got hot in July/August and things really got bushy.





I made several jars of Dilly Beans with my first harvest.


The onions, though not huge, I’m still harvesting.  With a strong scent, I tear up when cutting them. Maybe I’ll try roasting them?




Something nipped off the very first squash blossoms inside the fence.  Later, in September, I forgot to Liquid Fence respray the squash and other flowers out of the fencing. The great Massacre happened one night, most blossoms nibbled off the squash (why, oh why did I start so many seeds?), the Jerusalem Artichoke buds, and most of my annual planters.  Grrrrr…





Still harvesting potatoes.  A deficiency of some sort left scabs on the skins. I cut them off.  It’s been fun heading out and pulling up just what I need when I need them.


The peas I did not pick frequently enough. Thus, the harvest was not as large as could be.  Still…snaps  and the snow peas were a treat I grazed on while working out there.





Those hollyhocks on the right are now almost taller than I.




I am a sucker for nasturtiums.  The remind me of Golden Gate Park in SF, growing like mad there.  There, I kept them in pots on my deck.   Planted from seed, the garden filled in quite nicely in all colors.  I saved some seed for next year.





Sure, the tomatoes were meh, but man did I have nasturtiums! I showed a few people they are edible, enjoying their expressions at their first tentative nibble.




This area is not known for prolific tomatoes.  I put mine in a spot that had more shade than I figured.  Excessive greens branched out.  I kept pinching back. A small harvest we enjoyed.  Next year I’ll plant them in pots and keep next to the house where the heat reflects off.  I’ve noted the varieties that did best.





Now, the garden looks sad.  We’re still harvesting yellow squash (crookneck and pattypan), herbs, onions, potatoes, and hoping more green tomatoes will ripen.  It’s getting cooler, things are winding down.  Folks garden year-round, here, with the help of greenhouses and such.  I foresee tending smaller raised beds next summer.   The soil at my new home (more on that later) is poor and will need much work.

Until then, happy thoughts of working in this garden brighten our thoughts.


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