There is a limit to what I can do with my current photographic skills to make neutral colored sweater pieces in K1P1 ribbing interesting. I am gradually making my way through this little sweater. Two fronts and a back and the start of a sleeve (off camera). It's a relaxing project to work on while the rest of the summer blows by.
It always seems to me like when I have the most going on, I say less. Not a strange phenomenon. Sometimes I just have to stop and be in the moment and not reach for the documentation tools. This summer, more than almost any before in the history of this blog, has been about doing other things. Visiting with family, chasing after a crazy active three year old, taking ownership of a full time job that tests what I know and pushes me out to learn what I don't. It's been a summer where having my Kindle reader on my iPad has drawn me back into reading as much as I can, and time when I rediscovered my elliptical machine (assisted by that same iPad/Kindle combination) and now don't feel good if a day goes by without some time exercising. I'm working on warping up a big blanket project in my weaving class, playing the occasional video game and just generally dipping my fingers into whatever feels good at the time, without a whole lot of consideration for what I'm going to put onto the blog. I'm still knitting, but the pace is slow... and while I want to spin, the heat and concern about curious little fingers have left my wheel mostly silent.
We just celebrated Ms. Z's third birthday (complete with iPhone shaped birthday cake) and since then she's been coming into her own on many things. That whole potty-training thing is moving forward... she can wear real, live under-drawers most of the day. She discovered that she could climb over the bars on her crib and wake us up in the morning. She moved into her big girl toddler bed and has discovered that there are no boundaries to hold her in bed at all. What to do with that new found freedom? She is a wizard of iPhones, iPods and iPads. She is beginning to spell out every word she sees, can identify a few written words and her language skills routinely surprise adults who haven't met her before. At the same time, she has the activity level of a hummingbird drinking espresso-infused nectar and no fear of anything at all. She seems to have mellowed on the tantrum front, but the better her language skills get, the more definitive she is about telling us what she wants to do and how she wants to do it. To listen to my parents talk, she is like my brother and I combined into one child -- and either one of us alone was enough to keep multiple adults busy.
At the end of many days, I look back and wonder where did the time go? It's not like I haven't had a full time job before. It would be easy to say it's all the kid, but she has gotten to the point where she can watch a movie or play peacefully for reasonable stretches of time. When I started my new job, with all the new stuff that came with it, it's like I also opened up a door to letting myself indulge in some of the hobbies that had been dormant for a while. I also think I really used my fiber hobbies as a stress reliever... and while my current job is not stress-free, the previous job came packed full of it. The needles helped me unwind, focus on my hands and colorful thread. I don't need that as much right now... so my hands and mind turn to other things.
But I do still definitely have fibery goals. Ms. Z has been clamoring for a new sweater (every time she sees me knitting she asks if it's for her) and some socks. I want to have High Line done as August recedes and chillier air floats in. I can't wait to start weaving the two blankets I have planned (the warping is almost done) and John's sweater still looks forlornly at me wondering when it's going to get a zipper.
I'm going to do something crafty tonight.... but maybe not until I find a good recipe for oatmeal cookies...
It's always something this summer.







