Betwixt and between

Oh my, my, how time does fly. It feels all betwixt and between seasons at the moment; warm and sunny, overcast and humid or with a little nip in the air on our early mornings with a fine mist drifting across the fields and caressing the tree trunks. Why, one can barely decide what one's day will bring. Our farming friends are also betwixt and between with some previously golden fields now a rich and succulent chocolate brown of ploughed furrows, straight and perfectly formed. 

My lady guardian has now completed a woolen garment for my male guardian to keep him warm in his travels through the cooler months; a vision of blues, greys, heathers and teals - most becoming My male guardian has long suffered the tedious garment problem for the tall and slim gentleman about town, arms too short and body too wide. At last a bespoke garment, knit to his specifications. How he will glory in warm wrists and waist, as many a tall, slim gentleman will envy.

Today saw a journey to the local wool merchant to purchase some quality wool to complete a garment started by my lady guardian's dear late mother. It is part completed and required further supplies to enable the project to move forward. Much to her delight, the wool merchant in question was able to supply a perfect solution. Such helpful people. My lady guardian has long been taught by her mother and older sisters that a quality merchant is worth their weight in wool and should be sought at all costs, as well as the best quality one can buy. This maxim dear friends, has proved invaluable. Whilst a late starter to the craft, my lady guardian enjoys nought more on an Autumn/winter evening, when my male guardian is away at professional toil, than to relax to the soothing rhythm of the needles, a little light classical music gently playing. If 'tis a cold winter's  evening, then the crackle of the fire will accompany us. That said, we are currently oft found, in the warm weather, sat upon a garden bench taking the air whilst my lady guardian divides her time between chores, gardening and the odd row or two of stitches between times. Simple pleasures.