Good falls of rain have come to us at last and have bush and spirits revived,Grey dampness is most welcome after this searing summer .
The cooler weather and grey skies remind that autumn is coming and has brought on the urge to seek a quiet, cosy nook to snuggle into to knit and dream.
For me knitting is therapy. It calms with its rhythm.When the brain is too busy a more complicated pattern calls for focus that acts like meditation.
Crochet blankets have a,nostalgic and warming nature,They seem like an ongoing hug .
This little nook at a plant nursery cafe on Mount Tamborine is very comforting,a place of shelter in front of a wood fire as one indulges in a good coffee and tasty treat.