Thursday morning at the Haven: Gabriola Island

I’m lounging in my warm bed snuggled up with pillows waiting for my turn in the bathroom. The window is open and outside I can her the rain falling through the forest, punctuated by the sound of heavy drops from the branches. There is a frog somewhere just outside the window, and an eagle is voicing out over the water.

I have been working on socks during breaks. It is soothing after what are proving to be difficult and intense sessions.



  1. Do you remember the slippers nana used to knit us kids every year for Christmas? I wish I would have a kept a pair all those years ago (sigh). I miss them! Your post with the sock pictures reminded me of the slippers.

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