Catching Up At Home

During Christmas (and for a short while afterwards) I took a break from the blogosphere to focus on family and home.  This is a little catch up post to let you all know what's been going on.  Above is a picture I took of our two apple trees in the back yard, and it turned out all silvery, thanks to one of those handy phone apps!  This is where the bird feeders are stationed, and I get a lot of pleasure from feeding and watching the winter birds in our yard.  They like our yard because we have allergies, which means no cats and dogs.

While we were decorating our Christmas tree, one of the kids snapped this picture.  I only discovered it later, but I really liked it!  We had a great Christmas, lots of good food and family fun.

During a trip to Calgary in mid December, we drove by the unfinished Calgary Temple, and Scott snapped this photo.  I can't wait until it's finished!  This Temple has the most amazing view of the foothills and Rocky Mountains.  Breathtaking, actually.

Also in December, Scott and I went to see the Messiah at the Winspear!  Amazing concert, and the conductor, Bill Eddings (I think) was highly entertaining.  They played the complete Messiah, which they don't usually do (in previous years it's been selections from...), which made for a long concert, but following along with the scriptural references they handed out was a very moving experience.

It's January now, so I'm cleaning out closets, making resolutions (I love the word resolve), and (hope springs eternal) have bought my first packet of garden seeds. 

I am also working my way through my yarn stash.  I am currently making this aptly named wool-eater afghan.  You can find the pattern at www.sarahlondon.wordpress.com.  The color choice is rather unimaginative, but as mentioned previously, I have taken a solemn vow to buy no new yarn until I have worked through my existing collection.  So, pink and cream yarn I have lots of, therefore I am making a pink and cream afghan.  I have also made a hot water bottle cover, three scarves, one dishcloth, a net shopping bag, and a book mark.  And barely a dent has been made in the pile.  I think I need a name for my stash.  Something that big is worthy of a name.  Yarnageddon?  The Wooly Mammoth?  George?  Hmmm, I guess I'll have to think about it.  Happy blogging, everyone!