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He was about to go out with his dad, and wanted to show me that he will wear his hat. Standing in the doorway, looking out, waiting. This moment was so tender for me.
I bought this book, Knitted Tams by Mary Rowe, earlier this year from Interweave Press; but have yet to put it to good use. It is full of thorough directions on designing your own stranded colorwork tams, something I have longed to do for years but never got around to it. I've never joined a knit a long before as well, so seems like a good time to get into action. Uh, actually, there will be no action on that front until after the New Year but in the spirit of the knit a long I thought I would post what projects I have in mind. There are a couple of amazing sweaters that I’m dreaming of too but I don’t know if I have the time to commit to something huge; on the other hand does it matter how long a project takes? I usually like to knit something as quickly as possible otherwise I loose steam and move on to other projects. I have a couple of UFO’s in the workbasket. Sadly, languishing with just a few missing details. Hmmm, there are only two of those, not too bad for a mad knitter! Anyway, what is quick in the world of knitting? I would say two weeks and that usually entails a couple of sleepless nights and missed meals. It is doubtful that a sweater from Poetry in Stitches could be worked up in two weeks.
Well, I’ll start small with a tam; a beautiful circle of radiating colors.
self portrait taken in my bathroom. usually, i ignore "him" but sometimes i can't avoid the ghoulish stare. the mural was painted by my boyfriend before felix and i moved in. felix likes the babies. recently I was looking at photos from my old apartment and feeling nostalgic for the feeling of a place all mine. i guess this picture represents compromise. i'm not being dramatic, life is good; but lets face it this bathroom is pretty extreme.
I can hardly believe we went to a place where flowers like this grow. We had a great trip, a true vacation. Felix is just old enough to appreciate travel. He did good and delighted in saying "I wanna go Hawaii". Even though we kept reminding him we were in Hawaii, he seemed to think that Hawaii was a form of travel and not a destination.
This afternoon I feel fuzzy and tired and want to stay indoors away from the freeways that dominate my neighborhood. Still, it is nice to be home (kind of). I kept imagining myself living in Hawaii and wondering if I would still knit. The humidity did not inspire me to pick up my needles. I brought a cotton yarn project but only worked on it once when I woke up at 4 in the morning excited to be where I was but needing to pass the time till it was decent to wake up the guys.
Johnny set up this night-light in our little patch of dirt in front of the house. This week: Felix and I went out to lunch twice without too much trouble, fall came though it’s hard to tell and a spider bit my eyelid. Oh and I grafted a shawl and experienced vertigo in the process.
These days Felix has entertained himself much of the time. He discovered my box of beaded bracelets and claimed them as his own. Shortly after I took this picture the bracelets were off his wrist and on the ground while he squealed with excitement over a large rock.