knitsnspins

The pattern support of A Girl From Auntie – I wrote with a question and she responded right away, affirming my best guess of the problem – I had a version that hadn’t been updated. She is good about letting customers know about the updates—I missed it because of an e-mail address change.

Knitting this sweater, my Rogue is coming along nicely and I’m wondering why it has taken me so very long to knit it up!

Books on tape. I love popping CDs into the player and just letting the book go—knitting while I listen. It seems to be the best of both worlds.

Tamora Pierce’s books. I like listening to them.

That my Dad has been home from the nursing home for a week. He and Mom seem to be coping well together.

We were told that Dad would be leaving the nursing home Monday.

That all hell is going to break loose because there is no seeming suport in place for my dad or mom?

That the sweater for my adopted (I’m trying to come up with the correct term, I’ve accepted her them as grand-children by heart?) is moving along, perhaps to finish knitting tomorrow.

That life, even with its ups and downs continues.

That the Woolie Winder and bobbins for my FANTASTIC new spinning wheel arrived!

That my sister knew to call me and say “help, I need you to research this for Mom”. It took a while, but I was able to come up with answers. Perhaps not the answers either of us WANTED, but it gave us the honest answers we needed, as opposed to the answers we might have gotten otherwise.

My 5 things for which I’m grateful today:
1. affirmation from friends. Amazing what a few simple sentences can do. Two letters, each bringing me to tears, affirming me.
2. my new spinning wheel—named Abner. Who knows why, but that is what it wants to be named!
3. my knitting groove is back - I’m on the third child’s sweater in just over a week. That is unusual, but the joy of knitting small things - they go so much faster.
4. incubating a new pattern idea—the yarn Serena brought back from Ireland wants to become something soon.
5. sourdough starter—the smell is so distinctive and seems redolent of creating.