Suddenly sunny

The greyness of the past several days was really starting to get to me. While I like a good fog as much as the next person, too much of a mediocre one can wear on the nerves. Yesterday afternoon, the sun finally found us again. We stopped at the beach on the way to pick…

New Life

There are times (some call them “Mondays”) when the world just feels amok. Things happen that could be described as “challenges” and I’m still not convinced that they make me a better person. For instance, the coffee maker, programmed to make elixir at 6:45am, spontaneously exploded and spewed coffee and grounds on the counters, into…

Quiet

After yesterday, a day which ended in K having a friend “sleep” over, we all decided that we all very much needed a quiet family day; we needed a day without much in it that moved along at a snail’s pace and allowed for spontaneous naps, flagrant and wanton knitting, unavoidable encounters with ice cream…

Keeping a weather eye

I don’t really mind Mondays. There, I’ve said it. I rather enjoy the knowledge that if there’s a mountain of stuff waiting to be done (and there always is, it’s called “Life”), I have a full five weekdays to get it tackled before the weekend hits. If you’re going to be inundated with work, having…

Joy comes in all sizes

In our house, new socks signify joy, especially new socks made from hand-dyed and hand-spun wool. When you make clothing for your child, you become acutely aware of how they grow. Socks are a particularly good barometer for growth because foot size changes so gradually (by comparison with height, for instance). You can knit along…