The knitter, the baker, the bobbin lace maker


Winter leisure – that could be a name of a cross stitch kit (come to think of it, it probably already exists one called just that). I’m sitting at my desk, watching the snow falling outside the window, working on my lace and listening to audiobooks. The setting is perfect for a mystery at slow pace and that’s what I’m listenting to, Agatha Christie and Miss Marple. A bit like Arsenic and old lace, it feels apropriate somehow. The lace moves slowly forward, the snow falls slowly and the mystery slowly unravels. Quite lovely.