The area where we stay in Corfu looks across the Straits of Corfu to Albania which is almost in swimming distance. The sun rises over Albania and sets on the other side of Corfu and I love watching it move almost visibly across the sky and seeing the changing colours reflected in the sea, as boats of all shapes and sizes pass throughout the day.

I have a preferred spot for watching the sun rise, and having made two cups of tea and picked up my knitting I’ll happily sit and watch the morning appear over the mountains as the fishermen potter back and forth and the birds catch their breakfast mid-flight. And what could be a more perfect end to the day than sitting in the local taverna watching the sailing boats moor for the night and dusk settle across the water. It sounds idyllic and it is!

Today I’m sharing one mornings sun rise sequence with you. Other than a very small amount of cropping on a couple of them, all the photographs are untouched; no filters, no magic trickery, just as things were. Enjoy.

Sunrise across the Corfu Straits 1 || my life in knitwear

Sunrise across the Corfu Straits 2 || my life in knitwear

Sunrise across the Corfu Straits 3 || my life in knitwear

Sunrise across the Corfu Straits 4 || my life in knitwear

Sunrise across the Corfu Straits 5 || my life in knitwear

Sunrise across the Corfu Straits 6 || my life in knitwear

Sunrise across the Corfu Straits 7 || my life in knitwear

Sunrise across the Corfu Straits 8 || my life in knitwear

Sunrise across the Corfu Straits 9 || my life in knitwear

Sunrise across the Corfu Straits 10 || my life in knitwear

Isn’t it magical!

I’ll post some other images and pictures taken throughout the day and into sunset in Wednesdays post.


It feels like we have been back for a month and there’s already an autumnal nip in the air but it was only last week when we returned from our beloved Corfu. This was our fourth visit to the island and if I could go there more often I would, In fact, every time we go we discuss the possibility of moving out there to farm olives and herd goats but holiday pipe dreams rarely come true do they?

We stay on the north-east coast in a beautiful and relatively undeveloped area. The Corfiat building regulations are very strict about the size and height of buildings and the natural coastline doesn’t lend itself to sprawling hotel fronts so you find beautiful little bays with small apartments and villas and a taverna or two at the waters edge. It really is idyllic and there’s so much I want to show you and will do over the next few weeks. For those of you following me on Instagram you will already have had a sneak preview of some of the highlights.

Corfu is a very green Greek island due to the amount of rain they get through autumn and winter and unusually for this year, in July also! The upside of the rain is that the island is covered in flowers and tall Cypress tree tower over the olive groves that carpet the hillsides. There are so many beautiful flowers, none of which I know the names of!

Pink flowers of Corfu || my life in knitwear

Pretty pale pink flowers || my life in knitwear


Bright pink flower || my life in knitwear

Purple and yellow flower || my life in knitwear

I think this is what I always knew as an Umbrella Plant but I haven’t seen berries on the domesticated ones.

Berries on an umbrella plant || my life in knitwear

Even the parched and dry grasses are beautiful.

Wheat and dried grasses || my life in knitwear

We pick fresh lemons and figs straight from the trees as needed and I remember seeing my first pomegranates tree a few years ago too.

Lemon trees || my life in knitwear

And it wouldn’t be Greece without grapes!

Grape vines || my life in knitwear

The sound of the cicadas is a constant daily background tune; they start at sunrise and finish at dusk before the crickets take over and a nighttime bird we couldn’t identify with a strange ‘peep’ sound.  Through the day the swallows dart about amongst large butterflies who are replaced with incredible moths during the night. You regularly spot geckos and lizards running around chasing small insects or sunning themselves on the warm roof tiles.

Lizard on the roof || my life in knitwear

The bees buzz back and forth feasting on the flowers and there is an apiary in every other bay with the honey being sold in the local shops.

Loval bee hives || my life in knitwear

Ah, the food! I’ll save that for another time…there’s a lot to talk about!

This visit we also spotted two shepherds herding some very hot sheep down the cliffside for grazing. We originally though they were goats as they were bells around their necks so they are easier to find in amongst all the trees but no, they’re definitely sheep! In the fine tradition of my sheep photography, here are some sheep bottoms! You can spot the sheepdog resting in the bottom right hand corner – it was far too hot to be running around!

Corfiat sheep || my life in knitwear

I can’t not mention the sea! The water is crystal clear making it easy to spot fish, sea urchins, octopus and lots of different seaweeds, so if you’re feeling energetic snorkelling is the perfect way to pass a few hours at the beach.

the sea, the sea || my life in knitwear

It’s a beautiful island enhanced by the wonderful people you meet everyday. It doesn’t take long to fall into a steady rhythm of rest and relaxation which for me is exactly what holidays are about.


Whilst we were away a friend who I met through knitting got married, and what could be more appropriate for a knitting bride than a knitted Bride with her Groom:

Mini Mochi Bride & Groom || my life in knitwear

Aren’t they a lovely couple! I particularly like the veil blowing in the breeze:

Mini Mochi Bride || my life in knitwear

And to give you and idea of scale, they are tiny enough to both fit in the palm of my hand!

Mini Mochi Bride & Groom to scale || my life in knitwear

LOVE them!

I found the pattern in Teeny-Tiny Mochimochi by the ever-brilliant Anna Hrachovec of Mochimochi Land. It’s the first pattern I have knit by Anna and as you’d expect with toys they’re a little bit fiddly but have a really clever construction and are quick to knit. The best part was personalising the figures to look like the real Bride and Groom, although getting the Groom’s hair and moustache just right took a bit of stitching and ripping, stitching and ripping!

I’ll take this opportunity to wish the Bride and Groom every happiness for their lives together. Congratulations you two!


We are back in Blightly with a bump following a long overdue holiday (more on that next week). Holiday is my time for serious reading and I was really looking forward to reading for pleasure again rather than just for work.

Below is the selection of books we took away with us. The post was written before I went and failed to automatically publish (more on my tech failing next week too), so just imagine I’ve not yet left for holiday! I’ll post a review of what I read later in the month.

Georges Simenon || my life in knitwear

Me and Mr K will read pretty much the same things and this stack of reissued Maigret novels by Georges Simenon should keep us both busy for a few days. Whilst I’m waiting for Mr K to work his way through these, and so I’m not held up once I get started on them, I’ll be reading The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt. I’ve heard so many amazing things about this novel and hopefully it will live up to the hype.

Holiday reading || my life in knitwear

Other books in the pile include two crime novels by French writer Pierre Lemaitre which have received good reviews, the latest David Peace book about Bill Shankly, the wildcard of the bunch is a collection of short stories by Molly Antopol, and Waterland by Graham Swift because, well because its Graham Swift! I’m also tucking a Marlowe collection by Raymond Chandler into my bag as it’s about time for a re-read.

I hope we’ve got enough. This ends up being a bigger worry than which knitting projects to take with me plus we are approaching the maximum weight limit for ur luggage.’Get a Kindle’ they say! They’re so light, take up no room and you can download a new book from anywhere. They also have no personality, no real pages, they don’t smell like a book and I can’t lend it to a friend if I need to share this most wonderful piece of writing. Part of the pleasure of reading for me is in the printed paper and if I do run out of reading matter I’m sure I can pick something up somewhere and you never know, it might be the most amazing book I’ve ever read!

These are my July and August entries for The Year in Books organised by Laura over at Circle of Pine Trees. If you’re looking for suggested holiday reads, click the link below and hop over there to see what other bloggers are reading.


…but I’ll be back soon!

Looking across to Albania from Corfu || my life in knitwear