Mayne Island hums with the songs of artists and artisan
inspired. Its beauty is a natural incubator for creating. The minute
I set foot on its soil my creative soul sang and I knew I was home.
For four years, I have been proud to call Mayne Island home.
Over this time my knitting haven has floated from shore to shore.
Both on the isle itself and also on BC ferry. Unless you are very
shy, the ferry is a perfect haven.
Long uninterrupted periods of clicking with inspiration as close as
the nearest window. We have moved three times during these four short
years...and I have changed professions. Through it all I have been delighted
with the quality of knitting havens. For the first two years, I clicked
away as customers came and went from my craft supply store. When my store
closed, my haven moved to a beautiful garden setting where squirrels,
humming birds, and deer inspected my stitches. Recently, we staked our
claim as islanders with the purchase of our home!
My new home is littered with the tell-tale signs: yarn, needles, knitting,
knitting baskets, and paper and pen. As this is late fall, my knitting
have is located in the living room. With three cats blissfully sleeping
and a wood stove glowing in the corner, I knit. You are invited to grab
some needles, lovely yarn and join me by the fire.