Another lovely evening of friends, food and fibre.
We missed Nicole who was caught up with editing the last minute changes on a book that goes to press on Thursday. And Dina - where was Dina? Otherwise, we were all present. Natasha walked in looking magnificent in her new Noro shawl which we must persuade her to write about. Here is a sneak peak. She is recovering from flu and not feeling her best, but I think she looks fabulous.

We missed Nicole who was caught up with editing the last minute changes on a book that goes to press on Thursday. And Dina - where was Dina? Otherwise, we were all present. Natasha walked in looking magnificent in her new Noro shawl which we must persuade her to write about. Here is a sneak peak. She is recovering from flu and not feeling her best, but I think she looks fabulous.
We drank tea from Liz's grandmother's beautiful china cups. My grandmother had a lovely collection of these too. Like Liz, they gave me great delight and I was always a little disappointed that I didn't end up with any of them. I hope someone is enjoying them. They speak to the whole ritual and elegance of tea, of bringing out the best china as a sign of respect for guests and being on one's best behaviour. Liz's son made a beautiful moist banana cake. As our children grow, they are becoming more of an active presence in the group. I expect they will start to join as active members in in the next few years. If we let them! There is something a sacred about our gathering of Mums. It is our time. Maybe the kids can start their own group.
I have been crocheting together my Lizard Ridge pieces with increasing excitement. What's more, it is suddenly very cold and I am looking forward to snuggling under it on the couch with a child or two at hand for extra warmth.
