What Was I Thinking?

Too small.  Off to the frog pond.

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Yarn Problems

I lost another hat.

If only I had a way to solve that.

The August I Finished a December Gift

This may never happen again. I have actually started in July and finished in August the first of a December gift list.

I had made two of these for my younger aunt earlier this year for her home dec celebration of grandchildren. A wee one joined the family this August. I am ahead of the game. Witness sock number 3.

I surely hope I can maintain a bit of the momentum.

Not Fancy, Merely Finished

Seriously have been knitting (and crocheting) the less than fancy, not particularly challenging pathways lately. Still, some things are done.

To be fair - still pleased. This is a decent amount of progress, some old stash moved out, and all of it gifts moving out.

After all, Towering Textiles did MOVE this year, residentially speaking. I carried all the yarn myself. It was a zen thing. I needed to own the responsibility, and I didn't want to purge the stash. I was clearing out a lot of everything else, including about one third of the fabric. (Note - the fabric bins in the photo are not the ones in my home.). Nope, I said, I am looking forward to using it.

Use is use. My life needs calm, and calmer crafting right now is the simple stuff. Garter stitch, little gifts.

And yes, I did make a new garter stitch dishcloth first thing when I moved. Did I say that already? Not fancy - but just fine with me.

Life Beyond Blogs

I know they are identified as passe, these poor old blogs.

Truly, though, I miss them.  In these days of all the drama that passes for interaction and all the clickbait that passes for news, I miss them even more.

Life may have moved beyond blogs.  I still confess, though, that I follow many.  I want to hear about the life beyond the blogs.  I even want to hear the messiness that some seem to object to:  the truth that human beings living in communities will have opinions about communities and may take action based on those opinions.

I'm even a little bummed for the folks who seem to need to demand the escapism of "blogs beyond life."  How dare they, some folks protest, how dare someone post an opinion about politics on their Instagram or podcast or blog - we came here for the distraction.  

I don't know that I"m going anywhere grand with this.  I will just be glad of the folks that are willing to share.  I am thankful of the folks that recognize and value the life beyond blogs.  I'm living outside of them, and I'm thankful they are mindfully doing so, too.

I needed a small moment on a tiny soap box.  It wasn't important, and it won't rattle anyone's life nor distract from their distractions.

Ooh look.  Knitting.   (Wow, my pictures have gotten worse...)