As for Rosy and her ‘Queendom,” winter is not winter without the tradition of knitting. A tradition passed on from my very innovative Mother.  I sit in my pampering lounge in the comfort of a well lit fire that makes my fireplace glow like the sun with sparks flowing rhythmically like stars.  No doubt, it is Christmas season. My favorite Holiday since childhood. I remember during my childhood days,  we went to shop for Christmas clothes at a Deacons shop in Nyeri Town. To me that was a privilege then.  It was fun being a kid but it’s more fun being grown up. I Listen to the sound of moving water in the river next to my house, behind me is an all glass door and a window that give me a very clear view of the mountains. On my left is a window that I can’t help but look through to see snow falling swiftly as I keep warm with a cup of my favorite hot creamy vanilla flavored tea. I hold my blue knitting needles and yarn this time fixing a Christmas gift.  Scarf after scarf, hat after hat and all the Christmas gifts are ready for dispatch to my friends.  Wait! I have 6 orders from clients and I have to deliver within the winter season.

And the tradition shall be passed on from Rosy to my niece Precious.