Yesterday brought a gift from a lovely lady, so welcome. Fruitcake! I love fruitcake, and anyone who doesn't perhaps hasn't had good fruitcake.
At its best eaten Yorkshire-style, with good cheese, here cheddar. And since it's full of nutritious fruit and nuts, it's also breakfast food. Around here, anyway. Thank you!
It's keeping up my strength to knit Izzies, see the first finished of this group, with more to come.
One of the things I like about this is that after you stuff the doll, you sculpt the shape with needle and thread, and transform it into a little person, hands in pockets. The intended recipients, Friends of Pine Ridge Reservation, have seen this picture and are happy with the proposed dolls.
When I'm not knitting along to Click and Clack, I'm reading another Weir, another doomed Queen
I like the settings Weir describes, how they got around, on horseback or in a litter, so slow, what they wore, the food, and the whole period ambience, especially the fear, of the King's power and illness against which they had few protections. And they were all so young, marrying in their early teens, grandparents by their thirties sometimes. It's a gripping world to enter.
Happy day, everyone, misfits arrives later today with ordinary food, no fruitcake, but I'm already supplied.