I had based my constrictions on having time within 60 minutes of getting out of the house to jot down notes, take photographs and start stringing words together. Three days a week I am on the streetcar unless my lovely neighbour gives me a lift to Roncesvalles and I then walk to Dufferin. This morning we had a good natter about books. She is reading The White Pearl by Kate Furnivall - it sounds like a great page turner. She is waiting for the new Tim Winton to arrive. I told her about Isabelle Allende's book Maya's Notebook and how I devoured it over the weekend.
By the time she dropped me off a half hour had passed and I had had no time to plan a post. During the ten minute walk to work I found myself dodging slow walkers
I arrived at the Studio only to turn around and zip off to a clients - no time to plan but I did take photographs. We are looking at driveway layouts - who said design is exciting.
Tomorrow will be interesting as I drive to work with my husband Mondays and Fridays. He drives, I knit we talk. I will spend the drive planning the post and the return trip knitting. Win win all around.