Skaters swirl atop a frozen shield of ice

All is quiet save for the scrapping blades of skates cutting contours on the recently Zamboni-ed surface. I strain to hear the swell and surge of the formidable estuary through the dense layers I stand poised upon. I know the cresting of the currents have not ceased under the crust of this ice. Another world, seemingly dormant, purdue in this sub-aqueous domain. This door is closed by natures harsh grasp. I float on the glaze of this dichotomy. I shine with the sun, I smile knowing the dark waters are temporarily thwarted, muted by the sheaths of dense crystals, snow and ice.

The smiles on the skaters faces, as they glide past me are pleasant and nostalgic. I love how my glides improve as my muscles warm. A sunny morning enhances the hoar-frost on the trees. The temperatures are perfect for skating on the river trail and the light is dazzling.

by Noa Biran and Roy Talmon

Floccus schemes vs. leisure antics

Interludes and knitting

It’s an unvarnished fact that I am known to dither. Before embarking on a project I gauge all my options. There’s decisions aplenty to make in the beginning stages of knitting.  I have no problem getting down to the gist or the nitty-gritty of a project, however the gamut between choices, options and obligations is a complicated path. Time management is at the core of all organized people. Perpetually reinventing myself as über-multitudinous is my long sought grail. The wool and project stash is a constant reminder to keep going with this dream.

It’s a long weekend in Winnipeg and exclamations of Amen and alleluia! bellow far and wide. Monday is Louis Riel Day which translated means: I have a full day to kindle my knitting mojo. Meanwhile I’m looking forward to taking an  interlude at the Festival du Voyaguer which launched this weekend. Last night I went skating on the river trail but nary a fellow voyager could be seen. It was frightfully cold but my assorted sheaths of merino shrouded me from the harsh, churlish winds. Despite the ice having uneven sections, I found myself soothed by the rasping sound of metal on ice, and the steady, lilting motion of skating. It quickly registered that this workout took all the ruffles out of my blustery week.

As for Floccus schemes… I can’t decide (again options) which project to woo:
1. Silk sleeves from One Skein Wonders by Leigh Radford. Using the recommended Rowan KidSilk yarn 70% Kidsilk Mohair/30% silk.
2. As well I am trying a sock pattern using Austermann Yarn 75% Virgin wool/25% polymid.
The heat is on. These knitting projects need to get polished off. A juggling act to be sure, striking an equilibrium between frolicking and knitting will be a delicate achievement. Blogging compels accountability.