This time of year, it is very dark when I leave for work and it is easy to be grumpy about that darkness. This morning, I pulled up to the stop sign and paused long enough to see this tiny sliver of the moon hanging in the sky. And I thought about this new baby that is soon to enter our world, about tiny hands and fingernails and the miracle of birth. Today I am grateful for the dark because it gave me this tiny moment of joy.
I am ready for Gratitude week, a lovely community organized by Michelle. This week is a time to be intentional about saying thank you and recognizing the tiny moments in our lives that bring joy.
This morning I am grateful for:
- the excitement of a new life that is just weeks away from joining our family
- pumpkin chili and bread and cookies and granola
- sun shining through yellow leaves
- laundry fresh from the dryer
- a renewed energy for running
I once told a co-worker that Friday was my favorite day of the week. Even on a day when I wake up much too early, I can feel the promise of the week-ending. If it was any other day of the week, I would be grumpy and frustrated to be so wide awake at this hour. But it is Friday and this early hour is perfect for re-starting my Sigla sweater. Yup, another opportunity to un-knit. I got to the point where I would be separating for the sleeves and decided to try it on. There was something about the neckline that seemed off. I could barely get it over my head and I do not like a tight neckline. Fortunately, AsKatKnits had added some notes about this on her project page so I pulled it apart and have begun again. I’m feeling pretty good about this restart.
I was in a staff meeting this week. The topic was mindset – fixed or growth. We had a good chat about the role of mistakes and failure in the learning process. I was in the minority, believing that each mistake is an opportunity. If I didn’t believe that, I would never complete any knitting projects. Nor would I step out and take on some of the projects I have going at work. So, here I sit, listening to Knit British, sipping a lovely cuppa coffee, and casting on a neckline that will be the lovely start of this beautiful sweater. AND, its Friday! Enjoy!
I finished this book a few days ago. I listened to the audio version which is read by Clara Parkes. It was so fun to have her read to me as I drove here and there. On the day I was driving out to Tolt Yarn and Wool, I listened to Clara read about her visit to Iceland. I was on my way to buy some to buy some Lettlopi for the Sigla sweater. And about that sweater. I made a very good start in short time (and I am not a fast knitter). Yesterday I tried it on before I put the sleeves on holders and the neckline was too small. So I un-knitted and have restarted. Just a short backward trek that will be worth it in the end.
Linking up with Ginny today. Happy Wednesday!
I have not joined in with Ruth’s weekly celebrations for too long. But I started reading this lovely book and cannot stop recommending it to others. Imagine if we celebrated listening more and telling less. Last week no I sat down in the middle of my yarns and needles and tried to listen to my creative heart. I have a shawl on my needles that has not been an easy ride. I am determined to finish that shawl but I needed something else – a little interlude. I pulled out another shawl that I knit last year. I love the color and the texture of the yarn but I only wore the shawl a few times. The shape was not right for me. With little hesitation, I began to pull at the bind-off stitches. I pulled and pulled. It was almost an act of meditation, unwinding and rewinding that yarn. What will it become? I have a few ideas but I am going to let it simmer. For now, I am celebrating that joy and energy that I have found in knitting.
This lovely fiber. This beautiful sweater. Just what I need to pull me through another Friday. I have swatched and my gauge was spot on. All that is left is the casting on, the perfect Friday night past time. I have decided to try a two color sweater. The main color will be grey. The accent design will be in the orange. I have not been wildly successful knitting sweaters. To be honest, the last sweater I completed was about 29 years ago and it was a toddler sweater. So, let’s see how this goes. Happy Friday. Hope there is fiber in your day, or at least in your weekend.
When I was a girl, I usually ate cereal or toast for breakfast. Pop Tarts and chocolate instant breakfast were a treat that arrived in my high school years. On Sunday mornings, dad would make scrambled eggs. The smell drifted under my door and I would climb deep under the bed-clothes. I did not like eggs.
In college, I moved into an apartment and found that smelly things like eggs and canned tuna were very reasonably priced. Suddenly they became staples in my diet. But green things – no. I just could not understand my friends who were choosing to become vegetarians. When I would go home for family dinners, my mother shook her head as I pushed the peas and beans around on my plate without eating a bite.
If only mom could see me now. My day begins with green – green juice, poached eggs on a bed of kale or broccoli, spinach, asparagus, edamame. I love breakfast.
I have had wonderful breakfasts in cities from San Francisco to Edinburgh. In Uganda we learned that the chickens are so poorly fed that the yolks do not turn yellow. I settled for oatmeal and bananas. I had a disappointing breakfast at a little, highly recommened cafe in New York city last summer. But my favorite breakfast day is Sunday, when there is a bit more time before we leave the house. I pull out my simple, white bowl and tops my greens with bacon, kimchee, and a perfectly poached egg. And somehow, I don’t even notice the smell anymore.
Linking up today with Think Write Thursday.