Pumpkin Sunrise

One of the aspects I love about the seasonal changes is how I'm waiting for what seems like forever and then boom  I see the changes.  The grass in greener and growing.  All of my daffodils are blooming.  The birds sing early in the morning greeting each day.  The air smells fresh and earthy.  You know I adore winter but my oh my I do love early beginnings of spring.  I'm ready to wear light jackets and feel comfortable with one layer of clothing instead of many.  I'm ready for my window views to green up.  Lately warm comfy meals are switching to salads and grilling food outside.  If it snows I know it will melt quickly. This week I've managed life quite well.  I balanced my errands and tasks with my work schedule.  I'm getting good and 'bundling' errands.  I try my best to make a grocery run last and I drop into any other stores that are near by to save a future trip. The toddler is officially a preschooler!  She turned three this week, ca

Another week of knitting and yet my knitting progess appears minimal.  Three inches have been added to the underarm body length of my cardigan .  I'm still fretting over whether I have enough yarn but I will definitely know when my current skein runs out.  Based on this, I will decide what to do.  I could buy another skein of wool same color but most likely in a different dye lot.  I'd do the ribbing of the body and the sleeves with that new dye lot skein. I'm happy I've invented a plan.  My fingers are cross that I do not need to buy more yarn! Still the first sock out of two and the socks continue to be my grab and go project.  I haven't had much knitting time at work so I might start working on this project at home.  I could have a different project for babysitting. I'm reading One Flew Over the Cockoo's Nest.  Ordinarily I like edgy books but maybe I'm not in the mood or it's not the right time for this book.  I'm sticking w

This weekend was glorious!  There was plenty of sunshine overall amongst the clouds and the temperature was 71 degrees yesterday.  I'm ready but not ready to let go of the cold weather.  I am ready for spring and warmth, I'm not ready for the heat which will be coming right along shortly there after. This weekend was spent at home and getting back into the regular routines.  We took a walk with Frodo and enjoyed being outside without a jacket.  We heard the spring peepers (frogs) loud and clear as well.  They are all yelling 'pick me! pick me!' to each other. I was tempted to switch the winter quilt to the summer quilt on our bed but the weather is going back to chilly, so I'm waiting another few weeks.  Oh and my daffodils bloomed overnight as well.  What a delight to look out the window and see something yellow.  I sketched a bit and watercolored a bit.  My friends came over for some serious knitting time.  I do love being with them.  The laundry is do

This week I've focused on my creativity and making myself show up.  Do you do this?  As you know, I read each and every single one of your comments and try my best to visit your space if you have one.  Some of you are avid knitters and some of you are wannabes.  Some of you are creative and some of you want to be creative.  All of us have felt something along the creativity spectrum and this is what I want to talk about. Part of being creative is setting intentions.  I have set many goals for myself - rarely do I carry them out immediately.  I have sat on writing goals for more than a year before I wrote on a blank page.  I've done the same with spiritual intentions, knitting aspirations and lately sketching intentions. For a year I've wished to draw and yet did not DO it,  I thought about it, dreamed about it and fantasized about it.  I've learned this is my creative process.  It's the beginning of something wonderful. Some of you wish to be knitters.

I'm one row away from putting the sleeves onto scrap yarn!  This cardigan has been a delight to knit.  Top down construction is my favorite sweater design.  I'm already worrying if I have enough yarn but a yoke sweater does eat up a lot of yardage before the sleeves are set aside.  I'm ignoring my worries and knitting away.  The noro sock is progressing slowly but surely (don't call me Shirley!).  Yes, this is still the first sock but it's my grab-and-go-to-work project so I really only work on it maybe 3-4 hours per week.  When I knew I was going to NYC on a bus, I decided to start a super easy shawl to take and knit.  Sadly I could not knit on the bus because of the swaying.  I rarely get car sick ever, yet while knitting on the bus I had to keep looking out a window.  So I didn't knit much!  What are you knitting or working on this week?

How was your weekend?  My weekend was stuffed with walking!  We went to NYC for the day on a bus.  I'm not sure I'd do a bus again, but hey we got to NYC and back so there is that! We arrived in the city near Macy's Department store around 9:30 am and left around 8 pm.  We focused on walking the High Line, Chelsea and Greenwich Village.  It was bitterly windy and cold for most of the morning but that didn't stop us.  We had great fun until around 5 pm when our bodies betrayed us from all the walking.  We walked 10 miles yesterday (crazy!!).  I'm sore from head to toe today.  Sadly, whenever I over do it my joints go wacko---it's a RA thing.  After today's rest, I will be back to normal. I've linked websites the best I could to what we saw or did with the photos below.   highline Eduardo Kobra mural Dorothy Iannone mural Another Eduardo Kobra mural chelsea market Osgemeos hip hop mural E.A.K. Ramen  (high

Golly is it dreary outside as I type this blog post.  March is such a fickle month, it's not quite winter and it's not truly spring.  I am ready for slightly warmer sunnier weather.  Everyone I talk to is whining about the weather (maybe I start the whining?).  Everyone is itching for spring, for coatless freedom. The preschooler (well almost preschooler!) is super sassy and makes for a babysitting day a challenging day for me.  I know every month she is growing and this is a phase that won't last forever but I wonder how I did it with my two children.  We both know that the terrible twos is coined that phrase for a reason.  At the end of a babysitting day, I am beat! My son used to lay down and scream his head off in public all the time.  I must have been battle weary, right?  The thing about aging is that memories are softened around the edges and well, I don't remember my frustration or my annoyance.  Time erases facts and replaces fond feelings. I'