from my window

Upstairs I sit today. And I wrote a post you may read here.

A Simple Woman's Daybook...April 2015

 Outside my window...
the greenness awes me, if I could count the different shades of green the list would go on and on

I am thinking and praying for...
a dear friend that is having surgery today. Two years ago she was diagnosed with breast cancer and after chem, radiation, and now it has shown up in her other breast.

I am thankful...
 for merino wool rolags from Friends in Fiber which arrived at my doorstep today, dyed the most beautiful colors labeled English Garden, Dusty Green, and Nutmeg.

I am wearing...
a black linen skirt, a white linen blouse, and a cotton cardigan with a turquoise geometric shaped design running throughout it, oh, and Jambu walking shoes on my feet.

I am sewing...
a smocked pink nightgown for Charlotte.

I am going...
to do a little more cleaning, and then I plan to have a cup of tea and sit outside on the porch and read with Charlotte.

I am wondering...
if I should take advantage of April Cornell's summer cotton dress sale and order one of the dresses I have been admiring.

I am reading...
an autobiography by Reeve Lindbergh, the daughter of Charles and Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Under A Wing.

In the kitchen...
braised chicken thighs with red potatoes and carrots, alongside beet greens sauteed in olive oil and garlic

I am looking forward to...
a day trip tomorrow to visit some local potters

                                                                          

                                                                                        Quote:

"Spring drew on...and a greenness over those brown garden beds, which freshening daily, suggested the thought that hope traverses them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps."

~Charlotte Bronte

                      And we did sit outside in the sunshine this afternoon with a spot of tea and a macaroon !                  

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the facts noted

"Sitting here with one's knitting, one just sees the facts"

                                                                                              ~Agatha Christie

And the fact is this sweater is getting closer to completion. I began this knitting project when snow was on the ground and the wearing of a wool sweater was a pleasurable necessity.
But now the fact is that the coming of spring makes one fully aware that this sweater will be added to next year's winter wardrobe. 
I will block this sweater well, and then hope it will still fit.

spinning once again

It has been twelve years since I lost spun, but today I began spinning on my Schacht Wheel.

I have quite a bit to revisit in relearning to spin, and she absolutely needs some TLC on her oily wood spots. But I am liking the gentle whoosh of this wheel and the feel of fleece in my hands once again.

what was I thinking?

My husband mentions at intervals set well apart in time (because he is such a patient man) that he is still eagerly awaiting a pair of hand knitted socks. Several years back I ordered some kettle dyed black wool yarn with the intent to knit a pair of socks for him. When the wool arrived, I picked up the black soft fingerling weight wool, rubbed it across my face and asked myself, "What was I thinking...knitting socks with black yarn?"
 But recently with the fortitude and the courage to what will seem like swimming the English Channel in a sea of inky waters...I begin the knit one, purl one ribbing on 2.5 double pointed needles.

Knitting in the daylight, outside on the porch works well. Yesterday, I sat by a window to gain as much of the day's reflection as possible, where I actually progressed to the K3 P1 pattern of this handsome classic sock. 

I am carefully making a plan to finish these socks by Christmas. This project will be pulled out throughout the long days of summer to add several rounds daily. As I knit my mind will think of the joy in his face when he opens this long awaited gift packaged in Christmas wrapping.

Then I will most definitely remember what I was thinking, with no regrets.

thistle

Put out the thistle and they will come...

Goldfinches at the feeder throughout the day, they feast determinately while we enjoy the females subtle beauty and the males vivid colour.

because He lives...I dance

We proclaim to you what we have seen and heard, so that you also may have fellowship with us. And our fellowship is with the Father and with his son, Jesus Christ.

We write this to make our joy complete. 1 John 1:3-4