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Can I Read and Knit at the Same Time? — July 12, 2026

Can I Read and Knit at the Same Time?

There’s a question that’s been wandering around my mind lately.

Do I actually read?

The honest answer is… not very often.

When I do pick up a book, it’s rarely fiction. Most often it’s something that teaches me, encourages me, or helps me prepare for ministry. But simply reading for the joy of reading? That has somehow slipped quietly into the background.

I’ve been asking myself why.

It’s not that I don’t like books. I do.

It’s just that, given the choice, I’d almost always reach for my knitting needles or my spinning wheel instead.

The rhythm of yarn moving through my fingers settles something deep inside me. A sock grows one round at a time. A spindle fills. A bobbin becomes yarn. My hands are busy, and somehow my mind becomes still.

So perhaps the question isn’t, “Why don’t I read?”

Perhaps the better question is:

Can I read and knit at the same time?

Audiobooks immediately came to mind.

What if stories could accompany my stitches?

What if my knitting became the gentle rhythm beneath someone else’s words?

It feels less like trying to squeeze another hobby into an already full life and more like inviting two old friends to sit together over a cup of tea.

I’m not setting a goal to read fifty books this year.

I’m simply curious.

Maybe I’ll borrow an audiobook from the library. Maybe I’ll knit a few rows while listening. Maybe I’ll discover that stories and stitches belong together after all.

And if they do, perhaps I’ll have found another quiet corner of this slow life I’m trying to cultivate.

Sometimes we don’t need a complete change of direction.

Sometimes we simply need to ask a different question.

Until next time,

Grannie Doll ☕🧶

May your tea stay warm, your stitches stay steady, and may you always find room for one more good story.

The Wheel Keeps Turning (Spindle too) — July 9, 2026

The Wheel Keeps Turning (Spindle too)

There is something deeply comforting about the rhythm of a spinning wheel.

As I sit and spin, my heart begins to keep time with the turning spindle, with the gentle treadling of the wheel. Before long, I notice my breathing has slowed. My thoughts have softened. The hurry of the day begins to slip away.

Soft fibres in countless blends pass through my fingers. Wool from one farm, perhaps alpaca from another, a touch of silk or bamboo. Each fibre brings its own personality, yet together they become something entirely new.

As I spin, I find myself wondering.

What will this yarn become?

Will it become a pair of warm socks for winter? A shawl wrapped around someone’s shoulders? A sweater worn on cool autumn mornings? Will it be beautiful? Will it be useful? Will it bring comfort to another pair of hands?

Those are lovely questions.

But they are no longer the most important ones.

Somewhere along the way I realized that spinning was never just about making yarn. The true gift is what happens while the wheel turns.

The process changes me.

As the fibre drafts through my fingers, I dream. I pray. I remember. I give thanks.

Even on difficult days—days when my head aches, when worries creep in, or when life feels uncertain—the steady rhythm of the wheel reminds me that peace doesn’t always arrive in dramatic ways. Sometimes it comes one treadle at a time.

One draw.

One twist.

One quiet moment after another.

The yarn grows almost unnoticed, just as our lives do.

We often ask ourselves, What comes next?

It’s a question we carry through every season of life. What comes after retirement? After the children leave home? After grief? After illness? After success? After disappointment?

The truth is, we rarely know.

And perhaps we don’t need to.

The wheel teaches me that I don’t have to see the finished skein before I begin. I simply need to trust the next draft of fibre, the next turn of the wheel, the next quiet breath.

What comes next will come.

Today is enough.

Today I will spin.

Today I will breathe.

Today I will give thanks for these ordinary moments that quietly become an extraordinary life.

The wheel keeps turning.

By the grace of God, so do I.


A Gentle Invitation

What simple rhythm has been steadying your heart lately?

Perhaps it’s knitting, gardening, baking bread, walking at sunrise, or simply sitting quietly with a cup of tea.

I’d love to hear what helps you find peace as your own wheel keeps turning.

Grannie Doll

Spinning each day and loving life.

What Are We Really Building During Tour de Fleece? — July 4, 2026

What Are We Really Building During Tour de Fleece?

When people ask about Tour de Fleece, they often think we’re trying to spin the most yarn or finish the biggest project.

But I think we’re building something much more beautiful.

We’re building community.

For a few weeks each summer, spinners from around the world gather around their wheels and spindles. We may never meet face to face, yet somehow we become companions on the same journey. We cheer one another on, celebrate finished skeins, encourage each other through tangles and broken singles, and marvel at the colours emerging from simmering dye pots.

Spinning is, by nature, a quiet and often solitary craft. It is just you, the fibre, your hands, and the gentle rhythm of twist becoming yarn.

Yet when we share that process, something remarkable happens.

We become more than makers of yarn.

We become a little corner of the internet, twined together like the strands we spin and ply. A community of fibre artists, spindle spinners, wheel spinners, dyers, knitters, weavers, and curious beginners—all connected by our love of transforming fleece into something beautiful.

Life is richer when we have friends who understand why a new braid of wool is exciting, why a perfectly balanced spindle brings joy, or why we can happily spend an afternoon watching fibre draft through our fingers.

Yes, we’ll make yarn.

But we’ll also make memories.

We’ll learn from one another.

We’ll laugh over spinning mishaps.

We’ll celebrate small victories.

And perhaps, without even realizing it, we’ll weave new friendships one day at a time.

So this Tour de Fleece, don’t worry about spinning the most or keeping up with anyone else.

Simply come and enjoy the journey.

Take wool in hand.

Let the wheel turn.

Let the spindle dance.

Share your progress.

Encourage someone else.

And together, let’s build something even more lasting than yarn.

Will you join me in the frolic?

Grannie Doll says, “Come for the fibre. Stay for the friendships.”

Happy Spinning.

July Newsletter — July 2, 2026

July Newsletter

Hello friends,

Welcome to July.

Steadying the Ship

For many of us, this month carries a different rhythm. The days stretch a little longer, gardens begin producing, windows stay open later into the evening, and there is just enough space to breathe a little deeper.

For me, July is also a season of intention.

This month I’m choosing to steady the ship.

Not by making dramatic changes or chasing perfection, but by returning to the small practices that help life feel rooted and peaceful.

Tour de Fleece Begins

One of the highlights of July is, of course, Tour de Fleece.

Every day, thousands of fibre artists around the world pick up a spindle or sit at their spinning wheel. While each of us spins alone, we become part of something much larger—a community connected by wool, creativity, encouragement, and friendship.

We’ll laugh over lumpy singles, celebrate finished skeins, admire beautiful fibres, and remind one another that every spin counts.

If you’re joining me this year, welcome! Whether you spin for five minutes or five hours, you belong.

Handmade Days

Alongside spinning, you’ll find me enjoying slow projects that fill both my hands and my heart.

I’m continuing work on socks, adding stitches to a simple sweater, enjoying English Paper Piecing, and fitting in small sewing projects whenever inspiration appears.

These aren’t races to the finish.

They’re reminders that beautiful things are built one stitch, one row, one spindle-full at a time.

Living the 100 Mile Life

My 100 Mile Life continues to grow in quiet ways.

This month I’ll be shopping locally, cooking simple meals, visiting farm markets, baking bread, and paying attention to the people and places that make home feel like home.

I’ve discovered that living locally isn’t about restriction.

It’s about relationship.

Knowing where food comes from.

Supporting neighbours.

Finding abundance close to home.

Growing deeper roots instead of simply reaching farther away.

Caring for Myself

One of my goals this month is to continue caring for the body God has given me.

I’m focusing on hydration, protein, walking, swimming, better digestion, and reducing the extra sugar that has quietly crept back into my days.

Nothing extreme.

Just steady.

I’ve come to believe that caring for ourselves isn’t vanity—it is gratitude.

Each small choice becomes a thank-you for the gift of another day.

A Gentle Invitation

Perhaps July is inviting all of us to slow down just enough to notice what matters.

A cup of tea.

Fresh bread.

A spinning wheel humming.

A sock growing one round at a time.

A walk around the neighbourhood.

A conversation with a friend.

These ordinary moments become extraordinary when we give them our full attention.

Thank you for walking this journey with me.

Whether you found me through faith, fibre, or the 100 Mile Life, I’m grateful you’re here.

May your July be filled with quiet joy, steady hands, grateful hearts, and the gentle reminder that a good life is often built from the smallest daily choices.

With gratitude,

Grannie Doll
Doll Can Create

“Steady the ship. Tend the roots. Enjoy the journey.”

Pressure or Prepared? Finding the Difference — June 19, 2026

Pressure or Prepared? Finding the Difference

Lately I’ve been thinking about two words that often show up together in our lives, yet can have completely different effects on us:

Pressure and Preparedness.

At first glance, they can look very similar.

Both involve planning.
Both involve getting things done.
Both involve looking ahead.

But one tends to bring peace, while the other can steal it.

This morning I was preparing some English Paper Piecing projects. I spent a little time water-gluing fabric around paper templates so that when I sit down later, everything is ready to stitch.

There is something deeply satisfying about that.

The pieces are prepared.
The fabric is ready.
The decision-making is done.

When the time comes, I can simply sit, relax, and enjoy the stitching.

That is the gift of being prepared.

Preparation shows up in many areas of life.

It might mean checking the ingredients in your refrigerator before you start baking.

It might mean laying out your clothes the night before.

It might mean keeping a simple to-do list.

I even keep what I call a “Ta-Da List.”

You know the kind.

You check something off and say, “Ta-da! I did it!”

Sometimes those little celebrations matter more than we realize.

But there is another side to all of this.

Sometimes preparation quietly slips into pressure.

Instead of helping us move forward, it begins to weigh us down.

Pressure can be tricky.

Sometimes it helps us rise to our best selves and accomplish amazing things.

Other times it pushes so hard that we become stuck.

Frozen.

Unable to decide where to begin.

Unable to take the next step.

When that happens, I’ve learned that the answer is often to make things smaller.

Many productivity experts talk about time blocking—setting aside specific periods of time for specific tasks.

Ten minutes here.

Thirty minutes there.

One focused hour with a timer running.

Yesterday I saw someone on YouTube fill a glass with ice cubes and work until the ice had completely melted. It wasn’t really about the ice cubes. It was simply a visual way to mark time and stay focused.

I thought that was an interesting idea.

Because when we break overwhelming tasks into smaller pieces, the pressure begins to ease.

One stitch.

One dish.

One phone call.

One paragraph.

One bite at a time.

Suddenly the mountain becomes a pathway.

For me, being prepared feels calm.

Pressure feels heavy.

Preparedness says, “You’re ready.”

Pressure says, “You should be doing more.”

One helps me move forward.

The other often leaves me standing still.

So today, I’m choosing preparedness over pressure.

A few paper pieces.

A few stitches.

A few tasks crossed off the list.

And maybe a little “Ta-da!” along the way.

What helps you move from pressure to productivity?

I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Until next time,

Grannie Doll

Deep Roots & Small Circles — June 13, 2026

Deep Roots & Small Circles

Weekly Notes from Grannie Doll

Hello friends,

This week has been quieter in spirit, and honestly, I think I needed that.

There are seasons when life asks us to push harder, hurry faster, and keep producing. Then there are weeks like this one — where the invitation is simply to steady the ship. To rest. To return to the small things that help us feel grounded again.

For me, that has looked like English paper piecing in the evening light, knitting on a sock while listening to the sounds of home, and slowly continuing this journey of living the 100 Mile Path life.

The hand stitching especially has been speaking to me lately. Tiny stitches. Tiny movements. Tiny acts of care. It reminds me that not all progress is loud. Some of the most meaningful work we do is almost invisible to the world.

The sock knitting has become its own kind of prayer. Row after row, heel turns and familiar rhythms, creating warmth from wool in my own hands. There is comfort in making useful things slowly.

I’ve also been thinking a great deal about rest — true rest — not quitting, not laziness, but deep replenishment. I think many of us carry exhaustion we rarely speak aloud. We move from task to task, responsibility to responsibility, until our souls begin asking for softer places to land.

So this week I leaned into slower meals, local foods, simple routines, and familiar comforts. Living the 100 Mile Path continues to shape how I think about abundance. Not abundance through excess, but abundance through connection:

  • local food
  • handmade work
  • deep community
  • enough on the table
  • enough in the pantry
  • enough in the soul

There is something deeply healing about knowing where things come from — whether it’s the wool in my hands, the vegetables on my plate, or the people in my circle.

This life may look small from the outside.

But it feels rich to me.

As we move toward another busy season, I hope you too can find one small grounding practice this week:
a cup of tea,
a walk,
a quiet prayer,
a loaf of bread,
a row of knitting,
a few stitches by hand.

Small circles.
Deep roots.
Steady hearts.

With love,

Grannie Doll

May Reflections: Small Circles, Deep Roots — May 29, 2026

May Reflections: Small Circles, Deep Roots

Hello friends,

As May draws to a close, I’ve been reflecting on what this month has taught me.

May has been a month of mending—not just socks and sweaters, but habits, rhythms, and expectations.

I’ve spent time in my fibre corner working on projects already in progress. A few rows on a sweater. A little spindle spinning. Some quiet stitching with English Paper Piecing. None of it flashy. None of it urgent. Yet all of it deeply satisfying.

That seems to be the lesson of the 100 Mile Path as well.

We often imagine that meaningful change arrives with grand gestures. Instead, I’ve found it arrives through small circles and deep roots.

Roast Chicken, home made sour dough bread

A loaf of sourdough made at home.

A meal built from ingredients already in the pantry.

A skein of wool spun from local fleece.

An evening spent knitting instead of scrolling.

A conversation shared over coffee.

These simple acts connect us to place, community, and purpose.

The more I explore living within a hundred miles of home, the more I realize that the goal isn’t perfection. The goal is awareness.

To know where our food comes from.

To know who made the things we use.

To appreciate the hands, fields, farms, and stories behind everyday life.

This month I also found myself slowing down in unexpected ways. Some days called for productivity. Other days called for rest. A few called for both.

I’ve learned that rest is not a reward for finishing everything.

Rest is part of the work.

The knitting basket reminds me of that. So does the spinning wheel. One twist at a time. One stitch at a time. Progress happens slowly, yet somehow the yarn accumulates and the project grows.

Perhaps life works the same way.

As we move into June, my focus remains simple:

  • Support local whenever possible.
  • Use what I already have.
  • Finish a few lingering projects.
  • Spend more time creating than consuming.
  • Make room for Sabbath.
  • Stay rooted in faith, gratitude, and community.

Thank you for walking this path with me.

Whether you’re growing a garden, baking bread, knitting a scarf, shopping at a local market, or simply choosing a slower pace, you’re part of this journey too.

The path may be small.

But the roots grow deep.

Grace and peace,

Doll
The 100 Mile Path • Grannie Doll’s Fibre Fun • Small Circles, Deep Roots

Use It Up May on the 100-Mile Path: A Week of Simple, Local Meals — May 26, 2026

Use It Up May on the 100-Mile Path: A Week of Simple, Local Meals

There is something deeply satisfying about standing in front of the pantry, freezer, and refrigerator and asking a simple question:

“What can I make with what I already have?”

Make, Do. Make Stew. Sour Dough Heel.

That question sits at the heart of both Use It Up May and my ongoing 100-Mile Path journey.

This week, instead of chasing recipes or filling a shopping cart, I’m building meals from what is already here: chicken thighs, ground beef, ham, eggs, vegetables, homemade sourdough bread, and a freezer stocked with food purchased months ago. It isn’t fancy. It isn’t trendy. But it feels rooted.

The older I get, the more I appreciate the wisdom of making do.

My grandmother would have called it common sense.

Today we might call it sustainability.

Looking Around Before Looking Elsewhere

One of the lessons of the 100-Mile Path is learning to see abundance close to home.

Before buying something new, I try to notice what is already available.

This week’s menu grew from:

  • Chicken thighs
  • Ground beef
  • Pork chops
  • Ham
  • Eggs
  • Potatoes
  • Carrots
  • Celery
  • Onions
  • Asparagus
  • Yogurt
  • Apples
  • Grapes
  • Frozen berries
  • Sourdough bread
  • Hamburger buns

With those ingredients, a full week of meals emerged almost effortlessly.

Chicken soup simmering on the stove.

Roasted chicken and asparagus.

Pork chops with mashed potatoes.

Hamburgers and roasted vegetables.

Simple meals that nourish without creating extra waste.

The Beauty of Repetition

Modern culture tells us we need endless variety.

The pantry says otherwise.

There is comfort in familiar meals.

There is peace in knowing what is for supper.

There is freedom in using what we have instead of constantly searching for something new.

This week, yogurt and berries appear several times. Eggs show up often. Soup stretches across multiple lunches.

That’s not boring.

That’s wisdom.

Small Circles, Deep Roots

The 100-Mile Path has never been about perfection.

It’s about paying attention.

It’s about building deeper roots where we already are.

Every loaf of sourdough, every pot of soup, every meal made from ingredients already in the house reminds me that abundance often looks ordinary.

A bowl of soup.

A sandwich.

A handful of grapes.

A cup of tea at the end of the day.

These simple things become sacred when we receive them with gratitude.

This Week’s Invitation

Before making your next grocery list, pause.

Open the pantry.

Look in the freezer.

Check the vegetable drawer.

Ask yourself:

What can I use up this week?

You may discover that what you already have is more than enough.

And perhaps that’s one of the greatest lessons of the 100-Mile Path:

Small circles. Deep roots. Grateful hearts.

What are you using up this week? I’d love to hear what’s in your pantry, freezer, or garden as we journey through Use It Up May together. 🌿🥖🍲

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Creamy Chicken & Dill Skillet Supper — May 18, 2026

Creamy Chicken & Dill Skillet Supper

A cozy make-do-and-mend kitchen meal

Tonight’s dinner began with something humble: a leftover quarter chicken sitting quietly in the fridge.

Not enough for a grand feast.
Not quite enough to serve as-is.
But more than enough for something nourishing.

And perhaps that’s the heart of a slow kitchen — learning to see possibility instead of scarcity.

This evening I turned that leftover chicken into a creamy chicken and potato skillet using yogurt instead of cream. The yogurt gave the dish a gentle tang and richness without feeling too heavy. Potatoes browned slowly in the pan while onions softened and sweetened. The shredded chicken warmed through as everything came together into one comforting skillet meal.

On the side:

  • warm bread
  • crisp slaw
  • a quiet kitchen
  • and a deep breath at the end of the day

That’s a full meal in my books.

The Slow Kitchen Lesson

I think many of us were taught to see leftovers as second-best.

But there’s creativity in these meals.

There’s stewardship.
There’s wisdom.
There’s care for the household.

A leftover chicken becomes:

  • tomorrow’s nourishment
  • less food waste
  • less spending
  • less pressure to constantly consume

In the Make Do & Mend May spirit, this meal reminded me that simplicity does not mean lack. Sometimes simplicity tastes like golden potatoes, warm bread, and a peaceful evening at home.

Simple Creamy Chicken Skillet

Ingredients

  • leftover cooked chicken, shredded
  • potatoes, diced small
  • onion
  • garlic
  • plain yogurt
  • dill or parsley
  • salt and pepper
  • butter or oil

Method

  1. Cook potatoes and onions slowly in a skillet until golden.
  2. Add garlic and shredded chicken.
  3. Lower heat and stir in yogurt gently.
  4. Finish with dill, salt, and pepper.

Serve hot with slaw and warm bread.

A Gentle Reminder

The slow life is rarely flashy.

It is often built quietly:

  • one loaf of bread
  • one repaired sock
  • one simmering skillet
  • one peaceful supper at a time

And honestly? Those little meals have a way of feeding more than hunger.

What’s in your fridge tonight that could become something beautiful instead of something wasted?

Maybe it’s leftover chicken.
Maybe it’s soup waiting for fresh bread.
Maybe it’s vegetables needing one more chance before the compost bin.

This week, I invite you to practice a little make do & mend creativity in your kitchen.

Cook slowly.
Use what you have.
Light a candle if you can.
And remember that a peaceful meal does not need to be expensive or complicated to be meaningful.

I’d love to hear from you:
What’s your favourite way to transform leftovers into a cozy meal?

Share your ideas in the comments and let’s encourage one another toward gentler, more rooted living.

Blessings,

Grannie Doll

A Quiet Kind of Comfort: My Quick Chicken Bake — May 11, 2026

A Quiet Kind of Comfort: My Quick Chicken Bake

There are evenings when dinner doesn’t need to be complicated.
It doesn’t need a long list, a perfect plan, or a trip back to the store.

Sometimes… it begins with half a cooked chicken.

And that is more than enough.


🌿 Cooking from What Is Already There

Tonight, I stood in the kitchen, a little tired, not wanting to overthink things.
The fridge offered me a simple gift—leftover chicken.

Not fancy.
Not planned.
Just there.

And so, instead of searching for something new, I leaned into what I had.

This is the heart of the 100 Mile Life too, isn’t it?
Using what’s close. What’s available. What’s already been given.


🥧 The Quick Chicken Bake (Lazy Pot Pie Style)

This isn’t a precise recipe—it’s more of a gentle guide.

You’ll need:

  • Cooked chicken (shredded or chopped)
  • A handful of vegetables (whatever you have—carrots, peas, onion, even leftover potatoes)
  • A bit of broth or cream
  • Salt, pepper, maybe a pinch of thyme
  • Something for the top:
    • Biscuits
    • Bread
    • Or even mashed potatoes (this is what I used)

✨ How it comes together

In a small baking dish:

  1. Add your chicken and vegetables
  2. Pour over a little broth or cream—just enough to bring it together ( mixed some gravy)
  3. Season gently (this is not the time to overdo it)
  4. Top with whatever you have on hand
  5. Bake at 375°F (190°C) until warm and bubbling, and the top is golden

That’s it.

No pressure. No perfection. So delicious!


🕯️ A Moment at the Table

As it baked, the kitchen softened.

The smell alone felt like home—like something steady and familiar.
The kind of meal that doesn’t demand attention but quietly gives comfort.

I sat down with a warm bowl, a cup of tea nearby, and let the day settle.

No rush.
No noise.
Just enough.


🌾 A Gentle Reflection

There is something deeply grounding about meals like this.

They remind me:

  • I don’t always need more
  • I don’t need to strive for complicated
  • I can create something nourishing from what is already here

In a world that pushes us toward more, this kind of cooking whispers back:

“You already have enough.”


💛 Grannie Doll Blessing

May your kitchen be a place of ease.
May your meals come together without strain.
And may you always trust that what you have in front of you…
is enough for today.