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Please meet my assistant, Manfred Lawrence Archibald the Third.

Or as I call him, Habib.

Which Marc refers to as his “slave name.”

Whatever his name, he is a wonderful model for my baby-knits.


He also is willing to model in the nude.

More importantly,

like the sweater?

I hope someone little and living in my belly likes it too.


Whadya think, Belly-Resident?

Like your new sweater?

Riding my Wave of Doubt

I got a call on Saturday night saying my bees are ready. 22 hives to be precise. 5 of these are for other beekeepers on Pender that did not have good luck in the Winter. 16 are in my humble care. Can I do this??

So we went into high gear, we are picking them up on Friday morning if all goes according to plan. With bees, it’s hard to know. I have 7 outyards and we’re going to do 9 of them on the farm. This is when I particularly appreciate Marc and his heroism. First he calmed me down, then he went out to move the cinder blocks to where he thought the bees should go. He began levelling their spots.

Today I phoned our animal feed store on island and asked them to bring me in 40 kg of white sugar. The nucs, when they arrive, will need to be fed while they are adjusting to their new home and sourcing out the flowers. 20 hives in total is not a lot when it comes to commercial beekeeping. The guy I’m getting the hives from currently has 300 hives. I figured out that I’d probably need more than 100 if I was to do bees as a viable commercial operations. So 20 is a small step towards this goal. But, going from 4 hives to 20 hives, suddenly I am no longer a hobbiest. Suddenly I am moving to being the big fish in the small pond of beekeepers on Pender Island. Building up slowly like this allows us to swallow these expenses in gulps. It enables us to keep our head above water and not go into debt over this dream. It also helps me learn gradually how much time and effort beekeeping takes.

In the midst of this, I am trying to figure out how to dress myself as my pants become tighter and tighter. I am trying to figure out how much “stuff” do we actually need with this baby coming? Do you need a nursing pillow? A jolly jumper? A jungle gym? Or will a basket, some receiving blankets, some diapers and lots of love be enough?

Oh and the garden. Abysmal! Last year I had green tomatoes forming on the bushes, this year there is nothing of the sort. It’s been a terrible Spring for the garden and I’ve been less than motivated to get out there and tend to it. So I mourn and complain and watch the bees pollinate all the arugula, spinach and radishes that have bolted. But as the optimistic gardener, next year will always be better! I’ll have so much more time. (with a new baby, laughable perhaps.)

Anyway, a garden, bees, a baby, I had a chest-high wave of doubt bearing down on me. Good thing I have such a great cheerleader in my husband. What do you do when your waves of doubt come crashing down?

I say, surf  ‘em to the shore!

Feast your eyes on the Garden









It has been remarkably cold for the mildest part of BC this year. The bees I’ve ordered are much later than expected. The tomatoes are dreadfully behind, and our garden has gone to shambles. In the midst of the chaos, between family weddings and family events, our garden has continued growing alongside the weeds. The lettuce has bolted but now we can collect seeds. The radishes have self-seeded from last year and the peas are climbing the trellis, aspiring to be Jack’s “pea-stalk.” Potatoes have sprouted in every corner, despite the cats’ best attempt to dig them up and turn their growing bed into a potty.

Between reading Gabor Mate’s book “When the Body says No” and attending weddings, I have found time to knit a baby vest for a friend who’s having her first born. This friend’s mother and my mother were friends since they were wee. This friend of mine and I are a year apart and grew up together. And finally, she is expecting her first baby. It was with such love and pleasure, I got to knit her this little vest. The thing I love about knitting for others is that it is a meditation for the person it is going to. I can sit and knit and think about the person, the impact they’ve had on my life, and what good things I wish for them.


Even though today feels like October with the weather wet enough to demand a warm up with the wood stove, I am looking forward to the summer commencing. The blueberries have a great set on them and I’m happy to return to the season of plenty as the Farmer’s Market really expands into veggies, fruits and flowers.

Wishing you, dear reader, all the best as your May folds into June!

Time Management

Wanna hear about what I’ve been terrible at lately? Oh, did I give it away in the title? Last weekend I managed to get a lot done, minus any sleep available. And I was completely manic and booked things in over top of each other so that I was running from one event to another. It was madness. It was like city life. I am now a country mouse and so I need to regulate my time so that I do not burn out. Below are some of the results of my manic life of late.






This is not my plate. But I kicked the wheel to help make it. Isn’t it beautiful?



Marc has been taking full advantage of the mini truck in all it’s faculties. He is now gathering fire wood for our next year’s stash. It is important to give the green wood time to “season” so that it’s nice and dry for the wood stove. Some of this is arbutus that had fallen in our big wind storm. Arbutus is a very hard wood and it burns forever, but it is also native to the West Coast and protected so you can’t just go cutting it down willy-nilly.

Below is a photo of Holly, a friend, and her new baby Robert Titus. Titus is doning the new vest that I mailed to them. I’m happy to report it fits him perfectly! (For now!)



Congratulations Marcus and Holly on a beautiful “strapping” baby boy!

Oh, good news, the Leeks, marigolds and sunflower seedlings are just cracking the surface. My arugula is sprouting and our radishes have their second leaves! Yay for Spring! Yay for the upcoming garden produce!

Do you have any tips how I can better manage my time? Do you use a day timer? How many social engagements do you plan in a day? I think I’m going to limit myself to two things a day so that I can find space in my days to relax, sniff the tulips which are in full bloom on Pender.

Sending happy weekend wishes!

hand-made knits





I have a friend expecting their very first baby. So I knitted a little vest. It is a new pattern to me that I got from Soule Mama’s blog. I just have to attach the buttons and then it will be shipped off in the mail. My friend is due any day so it’s all very exciting!

A reason that I love knitting is how portable it becomes. I can remember where I was when I was knitting this, and past projects. This little vest has been knit in my living room, in my comfortable bed, knitted to “A Serious Man” (movie) and “An Education.” It has been knitted while listening to Johnny Cash, Tragically Hip, Wailin’ Jennys, and a lot of Alabama 3, a hint of Tommy Emmanuel and Ashley McIsaac. It has already travelled to a Farmer’s institute meeting, to Victoria at a birthday dinner, to work and back to ease the boredom if the power cuts out.

The whole time I’ve been knitting this one, I want it to fit me. I want to climb into this soft wool, and parade around in a new little vest. I am small, but I am not this small.

Made anything fun lately?