In no particular order, here are my Friday Five:
A retired couple from Ontario has just moved into the cottage kitty-corner from ours. I introduced myself to the woman, who seemed very nice. As we stood visiting by the moving van I couldn't stop myself from peeking in to see if there was any sign of fibre in her life - maybe a spinning wheel, a bag of tangled circular needles, or some plastic containers marked "stash." I didn't spot anything, but that doesn't mean it wasn't there. I really, really wanted to ask her if she was a knitter, spinner, crocheter, but thought it might seem odd since we had just met. I've seen her once since the weekend when we were both out walking our dogs, so that makes two official meetings. What do you think an appropriate number is before I can pop the question?
You might have noticed I put a link to Instagram in my side bar. I am new at this whole Instagram thing. I know many people have abandoned blogging and moved to this platform instead, but I can safely say I have no plans to follow their example. My blog will continue. However, I do like taking pictures and I think Instagram might be a fun way to pursue that interest.
My problem is I really don't know what I'm doing. So far I have just posted a few pictures with short captions. Am I missing something? Are there other things you Instagrammers are doing that I don't know about? If you are using Instagram and have some tips I would really appreciate hearing about them in the comment section. Also, if you are on Instagram please leave your details so I can find you there and follow you.
I bought four portobello mushrooms when I was grocery shopping this week. Now I can't find the recipe I was planning to use them in. Does anyone else have this happen? I'm open to suggestions as to what to make with them.
Okay. I might have hit an all-time low in the fashion department. A couple weeks ago I was thumbing through the latest Lands' End catalogue and came to the section with the turtlenecks. The caption at the side read "Maybe it's back-to-back super cold winters. Maybe it's the fun patterns. Whatever it is, the turtle is enjoying its day in the sun." Really? I hadn't been aware that turtlenecks had ever had their day "out of the sun" and have been wearing them under my wool sweaters for decades.
Then there was the lady on Gracepoint. Gracepoint is the North American version of Broadchurch, and has many of the same characters, including the crotchety, chain smoking, tough old woman who lives near the cliffs. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry when I saw the costume department had dressed her in a barn jacket from LL Bean. The exact same jacket I own.
Teapot Hill Meet-Up
It's been a happy discovery to find that one of my blog readers, Ellen S., lives in nearby Chilliwack. Today we met for a hike up Teapot Hill. It is a gorgeous day - cold and clear. Halfway up the path we started seeing the most unusual ice crystals.
They were scattered everywhere, and if you stepped on them they made a slight crunching sound.
There were lots of smaller chunks broken off by previous hikers.
And, of course, there were teapots. This was my favourite. It was perched on a huge mushroom on the side of a tree.