With today’s post I just want to say that I am here. I can’t think of anything particularly interesting or funny or useful to say except that I’m reminded by Jean Miles how much it means to just carry on. The longer I live the more I’m convinced that life is a funny, strange, horrible, wonderful thing that defies bottom lines. On this day, my heart is full. I exult with loved ones marking joyous new beginnings, I ache with people dear to my heart who are bravely trying to manage what might be the end, and I feel, all the way to my bones, for those deep in the middle of the middle.
And I knit.
The Pi Shawl:
The second stripey sock:
Cece:
Not pictured is the glass of wine I’m having at 3pm. Yes, it’s like that.
Thinking of you, with love! XXX
I like to think about you, up there in the mountains with your knitting. No matter what I’m doing in my day, I have this image in my head of you knitting. I know you’re most often working, and sometimes doing yoga, and reading, reading reading. But my vision is the eternal knitter.
Thank you, Dorothea. I feel it!
Thank you so much for giving me that image, Cari. I love that you have it, and now I have it too. It makes me happy. 🙂