What is the first thing that comes to mind when you hear someone talk about 'comfort food'? For me it's pumpkin soup and fresh bread, scones with jam and cream, chocolate or a steaming cup of tea.
Over the past few years I have discovered that while yes I absolutely love comfort foods and crave them, especially when the weather is cool, I also have an insatiable appetite for comfort pass times.
When I am stressed, anxious, sad, bored or overwhelmed I typically turn to something familiar, something I love and something that's portable, that I can bring with me out into the world, FIBRE!
Long wait at the fracture clinic for my broken thumb? I bring my knitting. An hour in the hot stuffy heated pool complex while my kids have swimming lessons, I bring my basket weaving. Slow evenings watching my sick dog tremble and shake with some unknown illness, I sit with my knitting by his side so I can watch him and stay calm...