Indian Spring

I was up at 6:00 this morning – Gerry had long gone (he leaves for work at 3:30am) so I sat up for a bit, listening to The Twelve Caesers and working up a swatch for a brother/sister fair isle & cable set that I’m doing for IK. I let the dog out for a romp in the back yard and it was like Spring – the air was clear, the sun was rising and there was a liveliness to the world that I hadn’t felt in a few months. Beautiful.

Walking the kids to the bus we saw not one, not two, but three cardinals gathering under a tree before they flew away. Three male cardinals, red and gorgeous. It made me wonder if they were electing a new pope.

Then a walk with Atticus in the chilly new Spring. This may not last long, but it’s a wonderful thing while it’s here! Tomorrow the kids don’t have school, so I’ll be taking them into the city to see The Gates in the park, and perhaps a little museum hopping. Gerry gets off work at noon (the benefit of going in at 3:30) so he’ll meet us and take the kids home. I’ll wander a bit on my own in the city – something I don’t get to do much these days, and perhaps take in some yarn shopping. I love NY so much.

My mom has been on my mind very strong these days – it was a dream with her in it that woke me up, but I can’t remember it. I do miss her so much. And I miss my brother big time.

The calendar continues apace. Finishing January was a real milestone – now I feel that I can move off of the calendar project for bits at a time to work on other stuff without guilt, and I owe folks some projects so I’d better get cracking!

Last night I had a large group in for class – two new folks and all of the regulars except one (I need to email her and see if she’s okay!) A large group takes more energy, but it’s a lot more fun, and I think the students learn more because there’s bound to be at least one person who has struggled in the battle they’re currently fighting.

Each time I teach I realize again that knitting’s greatest gift is knowing that attitude is everything. Accepting imperfection, yet striving to learn new things is key to growth. A need to be perfect is the largest stumbling block we face when taking on a new task. We know so much more than we allow ourselves to believe. Yoga for our fingers.

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I knit weird and I enjoy showing others how to find the joy and intuitiveness within their OWN knitting! We don't knit to make THINGS, we knit to make OURSELVES HAPPY!

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