Autumn to do list

Basket full of skeins of different coloured yarn, with more yarn in the background
All produced by the Isle of Wight Guild of Weavers, Spinners, and Dyers

There is change in the air: chilly mornings, wood fires, and woolly jumpers. And a change in my habits: what I eat, read and do. I know I’m not the only one who changes mood at this time of year, and starts looking forward to autumnal activities. Inspired by Michelle, I’ve put down a few of my own autumn ‘to dos’.

  1. Read some classics – old stories of big rattling houses, mysterious attic residents, and strangers in a storm. Perfect fireside reading.
  2. Bake something new – I have my baking favourites that I stick too, perhaps for lack of time, or inspiration. But, I am going to try out some of the recipes on those clean, unrumpled pages in my cookbooks.
  3. Do muddy walks & pub lunches – the food is all the tastier, and the warmth all the cosier, having been out in the wet and wind.
  4. Sew something to wear – I’ll happily sew stuff, but am daunted by proper seamstressing. So, this is my challenge to myself.
  5. Take a city trip – stripped back trees showing more architecture, new exhibitions, and extra excuses for coffee stops.
  6. Pick up sticks – I haven’t knitted anything since this project went a little awry. ‘nough said.
  7. Take naps – my new job involves commuting daily by ferry. I have big plans to read lots while I travel, but I suspect that won’t happen..
  8. Correspond – sitting down with pen and paper for some proper snail mail catch up is the perfect pace for this time of year.
  9. Embrace the wind – strolling on the beach, getting buffeted about and watching the whipped up waves.
  10. Wrap up in wool – plenty more excuses now to wear my favourite fibre.

What’s on your to do list?

Easy breezy

It’s been a weekend of windy sunshine and doing just what we fancy.

Yesterday, Tom and I treated ourselves to brunch at a favourite cafe and spent the afternoon on a longer-than-anticipated walk across Yaverland and Bembridge Down.

Today, with tired legs and heavy rain outside, we had the perfect lazy Sunday, filled with knitting, baking and reading.


This pattern from Kate is proving great fun, much faster and simpler than the initial five-page pattern had me fearing.  Its got me picking up my knitting far more often than I have done for months and I’m enjoying watching its fast progress.


I’ve found a banana bread recipe (adapted from Hummingbird Bakery) that Tom seems to love.  Home-baked goodies in a weekday lunchbox remind me of being a kid and always go down better than the Kit-Kats we settle on when I fail to bake.


I’ve taken my time reading Roger Deakin’s Wildwood.  This morning I was transported to the wild walnut forests of Kyrgyzstan and this afternoon I was lost in the blackthorn and crab apple of English hedgerows.

It’s easy breezy weekends like this that make that early Monday morning start a little easier.

Woolly layers

There may be talk of ‘milder weather’ afoot, but I’m a cold-blooded soul, who is still layering up for warmth.  I am addicted to these base layers from the marvellous Howies.  Their fab colours make me feel a little less like an old man in thermals.  As you may know, I’m a big fan of wool, and starting with thermals just means I get to load up on another layer of my favourite fibre.   I certainly needed it on our long walk on Sunday.  It may be bright, but it is still very windy out!

Little Ones


Several of my friends have had babies recently, so I’ve been busy making newborn knits.  I love this pattern.  It is quick to knit up, perfect for using leftover yarn, and simple enough to knit+chat (I’m generally very bad at multi-tasking.)  I’m excited to send off my little packages tomorrow.  I just hope they fit the intended heads!

On the subject..

I think this is the most beautiful nursery, especially the reading corner.

And, I love this big brother letter to baby.

Knitting up a storm

Sunday has been filled with hours out clearing the garden, baking cookies and crumble, and exploring our pebbly beaches. It’s been so grey and still, with talk of snow on the radio. Oh, if only! I’ve been sitting by the fire, knitting up a storm, and hoping the weather will take the hint. This snowy Pullman book describes a world in which everyone has a daemon. I’d like to think mine would be a red squirrel; busy, always well-stocked for food, and happiest when outside.