January 30, 2013

January's over?!?!

A few recent snapshots: the wee lad paints and eats a bunny pancake!

January has really gotten away from me--hopefully February will be better--at least it's shorter!

January 26, 2013

Titus 2 Tea Time!

Where have I been--making and freezing 6 batches of scones, two types of shortbread, and signs! I had been blessed with the chance to create the food for a church women's event. Whew, but AMEN!

Types of scones: maple oat, lemon, cinnamon, blueberry almond, cranberry, and cheddar chive. I took a picture of my main recipe from Everyday Food. They froze beautifully!

January 20, 2013

Finished a Gift!

Someone I know is turning 30 in March--I made her a shawl!

Yarn: Tosh Merino Light in Edwardian Velvet
Pattern: Magrethea by Martina Behm

January 16, 2013

Clay Play

Sometimes it's the simple things!

January 03, 2013

Seven Months

I've been thinking about mom, grief, moms in general, and I thought I would share a few thoughts.
It feels so hard to lose a mom--I have felt disconnected from others--from life, and after I thought about it some, I realized that it centers on who moms typically are. Moms hold all our memories, from the very beginning--they know us from in utero to our first cries and hunger. A mom holds all of that--ponders it and keeps it in her heart, just as Mary the mother of Jesus did.
And I lost that. I lost that repository of memory and hope and love. Lost the person who would see and understand the similarities between my child self and my son.
And when that pondering heart ceases beating, it feels like a severed connection--a loss of anyone on earth who has truly known and loved me.
Of course, there are many who love me, but losing a mom is a connection lost with time, with the world. Now all the burden of memory is on me--not just to remember my own life but hers.
A heavy post, I know, but thoughts I had and wanted to share, and express. Saying the thing names it, makes it real, and releases the weight.
My dad played a classic toasting song called, "The Parting Glass,"* and the last lines have helped me cry and understand and hope:
But since it falls unto my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and I'll softly call
Good night and joy be with you all

The last non-comfort/health/pain thing my mom said to my sister and I was this: " You know how much I love you girls." We knew. We know. We will remember. And Joy will be with us all always.

*I recommend The Wailin' Jennies version.

January 01, 2013

12/12 in 2012: Last shawl of the year

Squeezed this one in under the gun!

This fabulous shawl is knit in a self-striping yarn: Canon Hand Dyes "I See These Witches Are Afraid of Swords"; and was knit modularly from the great pattern Lokken in the Knitscene Accessories 2012.

I loved knitting and wearing shawls this year. I don't know that I will knit 13 this year, but I know I will always have a shawl on the needles!