Paris, France!
Bonjour from France!
I’ve learned that the French have a marvelous way with food, wine and perfume, all three of which I’ve indulged in since arriving in Paris from London.
I found my first yarn shop, too, and because of their reduced inventory after my visit, soon there will be several hundred naked sheep wandering the French hillsides.
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London, England!
In the UK they say “brilliant” instead of wonderful. I’m having a brilliant time here in London. I met with my U.K.publisher and visited their offices in Surrey. Today was the Stitch and Craft Show in Olympia, which was fabulous. I was surprised at the number of people acquainted with me and my books and was delighted to find the auditorium where I spoke to be standing-room only.
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Dublin, Ireland!
I’m enjoying Ireland just as much as I thought I would. This isn’t my first visit to the Emerald Isle, but I did experience a first: my first Irish coffee!
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I Had to Poke Fun at Myself
I spent an incredible four days at Mt. Hermon Christian Writers conference this past weekend. It was a fabulous experience and I would recommend it to any writer. I must have been more tired than I realized when packing for this trip. Mind you, this is a FOUR-day conference, and I packed three pairs of shoes, nine books, two knitting projects, underwear, pajamas, and only one extra set of clothes!
Keys to the House
My head is spinning, and, unfortunately, it isn’t always in the right direction. Yesterday Wayne and I flew from Florida to Washington State. Half away across the continent I leaned over and asked Wayne if he had the keys to the house. He gave me one of his dubious looks that said of course he did.
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Manatees Swimming
We were out on the Indian River again last night with two sets of dear friends. We stumbled upon such a sight that it still gives me chills just to think about it. We saw a manatee swimming. Manatees aren’t uncommon in Florida; in fact, a couple of weeks ago I saw four of them off the dock at Joan Johnston’s house near St. Read more
Alligator Alley
On our drive home from Naples, Florida on Sunday, Wayne and I decided to head for the Everglades. We’ve taken the Interstate through Alligator Alley before, but one doesn’t really see much. This time we took Highway 41, which skirts the Everglades. We stopped a couple of times and saw alligators, fish, and more species of birds than we could count or recognize. What an awesome way to end our weekend with good friends.
Like Twins
On Saturday we’re taking off to visit our friends, Joan and Bob McKeon (check out the dedication for Back on Blossom Street). Joan and I are like twins separated at birth: We both love the Lord and knit like fiends. In addition, we’re charter members of the frequent eaters club. Between talking about yarn, sharing recipes, and deciding where we’ll go out to eat, I imagine the weekend will fly by. Wayne and I are grateful to have friends like Joan and Bob and Tink and Renelle in our lives.
Lightning Show
We had a thunder and lightening storm last night that rivals just about anything I’ve ever seen. The sky lit up with one giant flash after another with thunder so horrendous it set off car alarms in the parking lot. Our friends, Tink and Renelle, are visiting from Washington State. Renelle and I sat in the dark room and watched and cheered God’s amazing hand. One thing is sure—I don’t want to do anything to strike the ire of God. His hand in awesome.
Action, Camera!
I was part of a video shoot all day yesterday, which is a whole lot different than a photo shoot. I taped five different videos, each between 30 seconds and two minutes in length. Thankfully, I worked with an incredible crew that made the process almost painless.
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Walking Partner
My walking partner, Martha Powers, and I, walked on the track for the first time this winter. Martha has had a number of health issues, and between my travel schedule and her doctor appointments, it took us until March to finally get in our two-mile trek. It was a joy to see her again. In and out of the hospital, Martha’s one complaint, after spending a total of a week there, walking the halls and riding the elevators, not once did she find the cocktail lounge!