The other day I was travelling around on Ravelry, when I came across a thread talking about knitting little yellow ducks and leaving them about the place. It's being used as a tool to raise awareness for organ donation . I thought it would be a fun thing to do, especially as in the next month I am going to all the fun places - and by that I mean Shepparton, Pakenham, Dandenong and Mildura - possibly twice. But I didn't have any yellow yarn. I happened to wander in to the ever classy Arthur Daley's Clearing House, where I found the perfect yellow yarn - for $2 a ball. And it's actual wool. Now I'm really looking forward to knitting up some little yellow ducks and leaving them about the place.
In meditation it's said that the pause between the in breath and the out breath is a gap, a space to rest. Well, I'm in that in-between space for reading, listening and knitting. This is a random photo of a highlight of my week - I filled up my lolly jar. These are just supermarket party mix. During the lockdowns, we sources a great pick-and-mix delivery service, but at some point they started sending from the UK, which is a bit silly. Rachey messaged me a new one she found, and I impulsed purchased a kilo of mixed lollies, and then she sent me a link to the biggest lolly shop in Melbourne, which also delivers sweets by the kilogram, so i think I'm sorted for the rest of the year! In reading I've just finished The Beckoning Lady by Margery Allingham . It's the second last book in the Summer of Mystery, and I have to admit, having now read nine Margery Allingham books, that they are OK. I wouldn't have read them if they were not connected to this club, but on...
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