Monday, August 17, 2009


I am an episodic blogger. Not that I really mean to be that way. It just happens. I post happily, whenever I do, but then days go by, and sometimes weeks, without a serious post, apart from my weekly color post on Sundays. The days, and weeks just seem to roll away from me...
I am having a great summer with good knitting, designing and dyeing luscious colors, lots of fun with the children going to the water park,dealing with an occasional virus, sewing darling summer dresses for myself mind you, going shopping, homeschooling, and going back to school to add a degree to my collection of degrees, a degree in interior design!
I guess I do believe in living to the fullest! This last year,as a matter of fact these last 3 years have been a challenge for me, with my miscarriage in February probably being the hardest, but I feel that I have learned so much about who I am, and what matters to me, and of course maybe simply that I matter.
I hope your summer is as good as mine. Why don't you share with me what you are doing?


Anonymous said...

I will be 63 in November, and I think for the first time, I really have acknowledged who I am. It's something that I have kept to myself, except for my best friend. Not even my children know. I have decided it's time that I quit playing it safe, as far as my emotions go. When the best friend accused me of playing "hard to get" (He is a long-time friend who has become a friend with privileges), I realized that no, I was playing it safe, and I was tired of being that person. It was quite freeing, actually!

I have been knitting and sewing and am even planning a quilt (if I can work up the courage to cut the beautiful fabric I have picked out).

I was so sorry to hear of your miscarriage, and so happy to hear about your wonderful summer. Have fun at school!

SockPixie said...

Dear Tayzzmom,

Ia m so happy you have found yourself too! I hope you find the courage to start the quilt. Maybe tomorrow, or even tonight?


ellen said...

Yes, you do much to your family and friends, and to those of us here. I am not sure that I have ever left a comment, but I read and look in awe of the beautiful colorways you create each time that you blog.
Your loss is painful and real. Our youngest lost a wee girl a number of years ago. It was awful, it was painful..and my heart goes out to you. I am a bit older than you other commenter (67, sigh) and still trying to figure it all out, but in some ways that is the beauty of life.
Best to you and thank you for all of the beauty contained here.

Wooly Knits n Bits said...

It takes courage to acknowledge who we really are. I have to remind myself often to be true to myself. But it gets easier after a while. I am almost at the end of a very demanding career and I am getting ready for a new part of my life, with my yarns and my creativity!

Colleen said...

We are doing our best to excavate our living/dining room that has had some issues. It now is almost empty (the odds and ends take forever to get out, even though it's less than 0.1% of what was in there to begin with!), and the wall to wall carpet has been torn up (a horrible job). Next is cleaning the hardwood floor and painting the dining room half, and putting up a divider in the archway, to make it a bedroom and painting it. We've been working on this for several weeks, and the end is in sight!

B said...

Every summer is new, almost like being born again and growing older feels good, grounded and balanced. Summer has been all about growing things in the community garden, writing about it, sewing, even some things for myself, learning dance and music with the kids.

With them i feel like I am growing too.

Granny Purple said...

I am knitting madly for a new granddaughter in the UK, as well as for her 3-year-old big sister. Summer means lots of travel for theatre near and distant, and I keep knitting in each car--hats for charity in the car that takes us to theatre, and sock-in -progress in the car that transports our dogs for their daily walk. It's amazing what can be done in a brief journey (when you're not the driver). Have also spent part of the summer musing on the amazing difference in yarns now, to when I knitted for my own children. When they needed hats, there was only acrylic available. The grandchildren get superwash wool, which is certainly warmer. I did try plain merino, but felting, however inadvertent, works at cross purposes with the fact that children GROW!!

Maureen said...

On February 2, 2009 I wrote a list of things I was thankful for and things that I had on my "to do list." Topping my thankful list was that I was pregnant for the first time and was excited to be finding out the sex of our first baby the following day. Topping my "To DO" list was traveling to Europe and visiting Paris, Bordeaux, and Provence one day. Well the next day, we found out that our little boy was not going to make it and he passed away a week later. My husband and I were devastated, but the experience brought us even closer together and from the experience I re-acknowledged that I married my best friend and soul mate and how fortunate I was for that.
Yesterday, we returned from our trip to France- and we now have the strength and fortitude to start trying again. This year has been a year of learning what my priorities are and of opening my eyes to the daily miracles that occur in my life.