Since last we saw each other, my pets, this little life I’m trying to lead has been on fire. I’ve been trying to “keep busy” since Mum died, and I’ve certainly succeeded, though almost all of this was planned before that – it always seems when I’m booking these things that it’s going to be fine if I just keep it together. Stay organized. I tell myself. Make a list. I tell myself. Well, I am and I do, but it’s still sort of madness over here. The day after I posted last, I hopped on a plane and went to Knit East, I taught for two days – lovely students, good company, hard to beat the Bay of Fundy for a view, and to ice the cake I got to see Denny and Megan. They’ve both moved away from Toronto over the last few years, and it was such a pleasure to be together like the old days.
I came home and the sweet little owl button’s I’d arranged for Elliot’s sweater had arrived, so our little guy got his finished sweater. Elliot has just learned to sit, so new and exciting poses are possible for this up-and-coming sweater model. Here, he attempts a thoughtful, pensive approach…
…then wonders if it’s what I was after? (Sweater: Gus. Yarn: Regular old Cascade 220, but indigo dyed by Judith on afternoon we were together at Strung Along. Buttons, Jennie the Potter)
Three days after landed I was out the door again – this time for the Columbia Gorge Fiber Festival – and wrapped up another pair of socks.
They go with all my pants.
I got home from the Columbia Gorge on Monday night, and since I’m leaving again tonight, I made the 48 hours at home count. I carved a pumpkin with the (grown-up) kids.
Meg and Alex dressed him up as an Ewok and we posed him with the pumpkin…
and the leaves. Just to be seasonally appropriate. (Meg would like you to know we didn’t let him eat the leaf.)
I finished a hat for Elliot. (Tiny Lumberjack)
Then we all had a great big family dinner for Joe, because today is his birthday.
And now I’m leaving. I’m staying organized, and I have a list.