Purbeck Pullover, now out in the Knitscene Winter 2014 preview. The yarn is pretty much to die for! This is sure to be a great issue, so be sure to get your hands on a copy when it comes out in the next few weeks! As an aside- this is the very first sweater that I designed- though it wasn't the first to be released. I'm over the moon to see it come full circle!
All images copyright Knitscene/Harper Point.
Monday, September 15, 2014
Friday, September 12, 2014
Lupinus Cardigan, knit in The Fibre Co. Terra. Pop over to Ravelry to check out what else is in the issue! All photos copyright Interweave Knits.
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
We are bakers. The recipe on the bag of chocolate chips when the days are hard and we need a quick and trusted pick me up. Cracking open a new cookbook and jamming to the tunes of Stevie Wonder when the days are good and we're feeling adventurous. Filling bowls of berries under the warm summer sun, coming home to layer with fresh shortcakes and whipped cream and savoring as the sun sets on another summer day. Pulling the same berries from the freezer on a cold evening and dumping them into a buttery crust to relish by the fireside months later. He has been there, since the beginning, in a sling or on our hip until he got big enough to stand on tiptoes and steel fingers full of butter and sugar and sweet things and then ask for more.
The absence of buttery goodness in our house is a sure sign of something amiss. Like a puzzle whose pieces were all in their place, dumped out and now scrambled in a pile. Our family of three is now four and fitting the new puzzle pieces together takes time. Staring over the pieces, sifting through, until the "aha" moment when you find that one piece you were looking for.
And we've found one piece. At least for today. We found our time to bake, make, taste, and dance a little too. A new recipe at that, though Stevie will have to wait for fear he'll wake the sleeping babe. As my little boy sits on the counter, socks caked in flour, legs smeared with butter, mixing, mixing- my mind flashes forward. To years from now, a little girl sitting on the counter in just the same way, her brother away at school. Just as I flashed backwards the first time I put her in the wrap snuggled against my body. To a baby boy nearly three years ago, in that very same position, that very same wrap, and almost that very same face.
This is just a season in our lives. Just like the cookies we bake, it will be gone before I know it, and I'll stand there, wondering, where did it go?
It takes time to fit a good puzzle together. For now, we'll savor this one moment when this one piece of us fit perfectly into our day. And trust that we'll get there, find the rest of the pieces, fitting the intricacies of this new family together.
In the meantime, we'll share another cookie.
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
It was tears and tantrums and trying to keep my baby out of the sun while chasing my toddler, and have you ever worn a baby when it's 85 degrees out- it's sweaty- and wait, no, that's sweat and spit up mixed up, and here goes the toddler tantrum-ing again because we're stopping to clean the spit up, and wait now they both need diaper changes, and oops there goes our beach umbrella and oh my, there goes the basil to the bugs, and what's for dinner, bedtime is in 15 minutes, we don't have time to harvest any beets.... and well, more of that. Every day.
Summer wasn't the gentle float down the river I thought it would be, but instead, all of us barely hanging onto the life raft as we quickly went through the rapids.
So here's to the last fleeting bits of summer. See you next year. May there be more beach days and a better looking garden. And hello Autumn. I'm so looking forward to you with your cool winds, quiet days and lower expectations.
Monday, September 1, 2014
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
|Clockwise: My mom Angi, my brother Christian, my brother Evan (twin), my sister Hanna (other twin), my dad Gary, me and Lilo, Otto, Peter. On our last family gathering before the twins left.|
And now they're grown.
I was heartbroken to miss their high school graduation a few months ago. Tears streamed down my face as I looked at pictures from the day, holding my own two day old baby. But the alignment of these two events makes vividly clear what this parenting thing is all about.
Now, I'm in the thick of it: changing diapers, being a human pillow, quelling temper tantrums (from the big) and generally being needed every moment of every single day. But the end result will be two amazing human beings. Just like these two siblings of mine. Going into the world, grown, and so very far away now.
Hanna and Evan; you are both of you, brave, intelligent and creative. You are amazing individuals. Never forget that every act has implications on this world, no matter how small. So make your choices thoughtfully and wisely, and always, always try to be the truest, most honest and good, versions of yourself. Be kind. And keep the words of Mahatma Gandhi close to your heart: "Be the change you wish to see in the world." Your destiny is what you make of it.
I'm so proud of you both.
*Sigh.* And I remember when I used to change your diapers. And also, that time I taught you how to spell ASS.