The past couple of months has seen me really scattered. I'm blowing with the wind, doing what I want, loving life...loving...just being happy.
Work is still going well, Bill is going great. The kitties are happy. I'm happy.
What more can be said.
But I am starting to slowly settle. I feel the pieces of me coming back together and getting in the right places. I feel confident and comfortable.
Happy.
I've even started reading a book--only a couple of chapters so far and I decided I didn't like it so I'm going to move on because I've learned to trust my instincts on things.
And I've also needed a bit of a knitting challenge...don't get me wrong, garter stitch is amazing, but something to dig my teeth into, knit and think and count and look at the beauty of as it comes together. Now THAT is pretty cool...
First sock of a fraternal pair (I'm using the same pattern, but different colors of yarn):
The color is more true in the last picture though it is a bit washed out by the flash.
Pattern: Crocus Vernus Socks from Knitter's Curiosity Cabinet. (I've decided I'm knitting my way through all of Hammerstien's books).
I felt like sighing reading the opening of your post. I need a little of that, not that things are bad by any means. But I love that "appreciation" of the moment, of life. I need to step back a moment and gather that.
ReplyDeleteLove the sock. Pattern looks intricate to me. Maybe one day when I get some more skills!