The Little Little and I had a playdate while the Big Little was out. We made Marzipan! Technically, we made two batches. I made the first one from this more traditional recipe the day before. Sans rose and adding vanilla. Since it had chilled overnight we could pull it out to play with while batch two that Little Little made chilled.


It was sweet, but cut down nicely when we dipped it in dark chocolate.

The second batch didn’t use an egg white and was WAY sweeter and softer. Next time, we’ll stick with batch #1, we liked it a little less achingly sweet. Plus, making little marzipan figures from two batches took us past the 1 hour mark and our energy was flagging.

Pug remains unimpressed.

Oh no! No no no.

Over the summer I finished my Campside Shawl. And I loved it. Love the color, loved the eyelets. Loved loved loved.

Unfortunately, the yarn was given to me. And it wasn’t superwash. But I’d repeatedly heard “You need heat and friction to felt something.” And the shawl got soaked and smelled terrible. So I put it in the wash. You see where this is going.


Need to find new, superwash, dk yarn.

Pugs & Patterns

I saw on our local Nextdoor site that someone was giving away what looked like a giant dog playpen, and with camping in our future, I thought it might be a good place to stash the fur kids for a few moments.

Unfortunately, looks can be deceiving. We have three dogs.

Ol’ Georgie Girl chilling in her tent.

Meanwhile, back on the needles, I’m working on a scrap based cowl 🙂 It features a non-cable and a little bit of striping in helix.


IMG_20190901_111442Took our younger set, Maggie & Alfie, to the new Dog Park at Mackenzie. They weren’t entirely sure why we had taken them someplace with dogs, they’re not entirely sure they like dogs. Plus there were no couches.





But this Spaniel realized I had treats. Her name’s Sophie and she was good hanging with the people. Who had the treats.


And we met Gus, who is a white pug but is actually a pug/Boston Terrier mix. He was 5 months and very sweet and running around trying to see what was going on.


Then we spent a lot of the rest of the day like this, because dogs are exhausting, Mama.