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Green Knitters—making change with knitting needles since the French Revolution

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Update: The first hats are in! A shout out to Jean Simpson—she made four hats the first week. Four new knitters came on Wednesday night. The pattern is now free of glitches. The bundles of yarn are now the right weight. We are currently knitting outside on the Joni’s patio, which will work for a while but we’ll be finding a new home soon.  Thanks to Custom Woolen Mills in Carstairs Alberta for their great 2 ply Mule Spinner yarn and for making it Green! This week we’ll be setting up a system to sell at the Saanichton Fair this...

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The Green Knitters emerge!

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Niu Savea, our friend and tenant I used to say don’t mix politics with knitting but now I’m breaking all my own rules. The Green Knitters are up and running. On Wednesday night, August 18th, the first twelve enthusiastic knitters got together to knit Adam’s way into the legislature for Saanich North and the Islands. We are going to make toques and headbands as a fundraising project but also as a way to get women together to talk, to plan, to ... …and we know that when women gather stuff happens. In the past knitting and politics; knitting and social...

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Hello from Vermont

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What a privilege, luxury, pleasure, indulgence! I’m not sure how to boil it down yet but I want to share it with you. This blog post might have to get written before I have time to line up the words just right. In Chesterfield on the Connecticut River On Saturday Tex and I picked up Diane (Morriss, publisher, friend) in Montreal and headed through the eastern townships of Quebec and down to Thornton, New Hampshire. That’s where Diane and I left Tex with a friend to go to a housing conference. We then hit the road to investigate interesting knitting/yarn...

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From drop-out to doctor

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In 1972 I dropped out of school after completing grade eleven and married my best friend and love of my life. “What did your parents think of that?” people ask. I was a good student and had my eye on going to university. But I was also a girl and my parents were fundamentalist Christians who expected Jesus to return to earth before the end of the century. So getting married was not only what they wished for their daughters, they didn’t think there was much use in a worldly education. And besides, getting married was a better fate for...

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Slow down. There's time.

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I’m not the first person to say, “Slow down. There’s time.” But if I’m truthful I don’t believe myself when I say it. “Slow down. There’s time” is like one of those posters on Facebook printed in pale green italics on a peaceful scene of wild berries waiting to be picked. There really isn’t time to write the books I want to write. Each one will take three or four years and that puts me into my eighties before I write them all supposing I don’t think of even one more story after today. Not only is that unlikely but people...

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