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When I'm an Old Woman

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I shall wear purple...

And knit purple...

And inhale 947 page romantic novels...

 This is the second book in the Outlander series by Diana Gabaldon.
If you've been living in a cave, Outlanderis currently being made into a 16 hour mini-series for "Starz" channel (which I don't currently subscribe to!)

I knit my scarf using a pattern by Lisa Bruce called Favorite Scarf Ever.  The yarn is from Lorna's Laces in the Christmas at Downton colorway.

There's nothing like a romantic historic novel, fun knitting and a glass of wine to chase away the bleak winter blahs!

Love Sweet Love

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Saturday evening my husband and I had the pleasure of attending the "Flagpole Radio Cafe" in Newtown. We were invited to join my brother and sister-in-law who live there. We're all getting cabin fever and we needed a night out. The cafe is performed by a group of talented local musicians and actors who produce a live, old-timey radio show on stage. They've created a versatile band who play everything from bluegrass to pop. The ensemble of actors performed short skits and even read a Shakespeare sonnet in honor of St. Valentine's Day. Guest singer/songwriter Sloane Wainwright sang several of her earthy, vocal pieces that reminded my husband of the late Phoebe Snow.  They ended the evening with the whole theater singing some of the late Pete Seeger's beloved folk songs in honor of his recent passing.

Of course, one can't spend much time in Newtown without remembering the tragedy of a year ago December. I'd had Newtown on my mind recently as I cut through…

First Sign of Spring?

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When I was a child, the first sign of Spring was the Red Winged Blackbird. Robins would follow when the weather warmed up a bit. We still get the Blackbirds but the Robins arrive earlier and earlier every year. Last year they looked thin and hungry. These guys are in better shape but they are hungry, squabbling over dried up cherries still hanging on the tree. Robins are primarily carnivores, worms and bugs are the food of choice. I have never had a Robin go near my bird feeder so I don't feel guilty that it's not up this year. Maybe they're just resting here and it's not their final destination. Birds migrate at night - did they get off at the wrong stop?