Yesterday snow fell in some parts of the UK. Many people get quite excited at the first snow of the year, though I know most of us hope it falls when we are safe at home or where we want to be, snug and warm and our loved ones are too. Here near Bromley in Kent we had a smattering. During the morning whilst I sat in a cafe with my crafting friends there was a flurry for about fifteen minutes. At first a few flakes, then the wind blew it sideways and we wondered if someone up the road actually had a snowmaking machine and was teasing us.
The snow got a little heavier but it didn’t come to much. I watched from indoors knowing that if I dared get my camera out and run outside it would stop, plus I was warm and cosy, I had a cappuccino in front of me and my knitting in my hand. It stopped as quickly as it had begun.
A trip to Whitstable in the afternoon was decided on a whim. It’s about an hour’s drive away, and it could have been seen as slightly mad to consider it with the inclement weather. However, it was fun (and very chilly with a breeeeeeeze off the sea) and we found they’d had a little more ‘snow’ than we had.
A strange week or so. Still hospital visiting, still a sad time within my family. However, when we get a chance we take a break and try and do something good for the soul, which means to me a visit somewhere special or a little crafting time.
Recently there’s been a trip to Whitstable, one of my favorite places to visit. I have mentioned this lovely coastal town on my blog before. It is somewhere I gravitate towards and it’s just over an hour’s drive from where I live. We usually park at Tankerton Slopes and walk along the prom towards Whitstable itself. A stroll admiring the beach huts is wonderful. If it’s breezy then troubles seem to be blown away, if it’s sunny then the warmth eases all the stresses within your bones. Either way I love it there!
There’s always been something special about beach huts for me. Someone has been very clever in a Whitstable pub garden. The Smack Inn reveals the delights of beach huts as a seating area, with a BBQ area and there was a list of gigs coming up too. We snatched a quick beer before we had to head back but it won’t be the last time we visit.
I have added to my beach themed fabric recently too, which I guess is inspired by this visit and I feel a bag coming on. No photo to share – but there will be!
It’s a friend’s birthday very soon too. She has been admiring this fabric in a local shop.
At first we both thought of ‘a swingy 50’s skirt’! But it’s a fairly thick linen/upholstery weight and neither she or I are wearers of those anyway! With a limit on crafting time and knowing she loves stationary … Ta – da – I made a book sleeve and I hope she’ll love it! My fabulous sis in law gave me a Kaffe Fassett fabric book sleeve as a gift a while ago, it makes my notebook feel special, not just a book stuffed in my bag to be dragged out for notes and queries! I am hoping my friend has the same delights when she uses it.
Not much else to show for the last few days. I have a lot in my head (cotton wool my husband says sometimes!) , lots of craft projects amongst it, but life is getting in the way right now. I have knitted a few rows here and there, sewn a little too, messed up a couple of ongoing projects, ripped back and unpicked. There will be more to show off soon.
Signing off for now.
Sitting knitting in my front room tonight, it’s a little chilly and I am thinking of fun places I have knitted and warm places I have knitted. The two are not always hand in hand.
Amongst my favourites are several beaches and scrolling through my phone I have pictures of some of my favourite beaches, yay! No actual knitty pictures here, just beaches. I took the pictures myself. I must remember to get someone else to take photos of me actually knitting in future! So, a lovely long quiet sandy beach at Cabourg, Normandy, France. Another, with iconic blue and white sunshades – love it here – Trouville, Normandy, France. Lastly, Whitstable, Kent, UK – that’s the coffee and doughnut picture – at the beach but this is not a photo of the beach. I remember that day, a lovely wander along the beach, it was cold, I sat and knitted but not for long as my hands were cold, then I was in need of a hot drink and the doughnut was free! Would love to see if others knit at the beach.
Going to put the heating on now …..