Yarn Along

~ Two of my favorite things are knitting and reading, and the evidence of this often shows up in my photographs. I love seeing what other people are knitting and reading as well. So, what are you knitting or crocheting right now? What are you reading? Take a photo and share it either on your blog or on Flickr. Leave a link below to share your photo with the rest of us! ~

20140709-DSC_6143In addition to finishing the purple shawl, I’ve been knitting little swatches all week, inspired by a really lovely single skein of yarn from my stash (starbright in the tea rose colorway.)  I have a picture in my mind that I’m hoping I can bring to life. 

When I took this photo, I wasn’t thinking of Yarn Along.  I had just finished reading this precious book to my girls and noticed that it matched my knitting.  We are kind of maxed out on space in our little house, and I rarely buy picture books these days, instead doing my best to take advantage of the library.  But this book, The Goat Lady, about an elderly woman who keeps a flock of goats and is embraced by her community despite initial misgivings, is a real keeper.  The paintings that illustrate the story are beautiful.  It’s just an all around wonderful book.


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Many Things

Lately I’ve been trying my best to grab my life by the horns, gently though and not too quickly.  One of my big changes is that I don’t do more than the necessary housework on Sundays anymore (anymore = the past three Sundays).  We don’t work on our to-do lists.  You should see how messy my house gets if we are too busy having fun on Saturday to get it looking good for Sunday.  It is super hard not to run around like a crazy lady trying to put everything away on Sunday afternoon.

But, I think I’m supposed to do hard things, and for me, sometimes that hard thing is to stop cleaning and make sure everyone else is taking a day off as well.  I have to be careful not to start thinking that the day is mine though.  Sunday afternoon after Mass I had a little plan for myself and I thought it was a good one.  I sat down on the couch to get started.  The sight of me sitting there, apparently not busy, prompted both of my girls to decide to take up knitting again at that very moment, with my help of course.  I’m learning to allow my plans to be changed, especially when the right choice is obvious.

Right now I have these giant butterflies in my stomach because I wrote a guest post for my friend Ann, and she is running it today on her blog.  I talk a bit about my past, about things that I don’t talk about here on my family blog.  There’s a little there about my thoughts on taking Sunday off.  Oh my goodness, my hands are shaking to type this.  (Shy hello to any of Ann’s readers who have made their way over here!)

But back to my ramblings:

Last week it seemed like bad news was descending from all directions, so I escaped with a friend for a couple hours.  We ate cupcakes and talked about life.  She laughed at a sign that said, “You can’t buy happiness, but you can buy cupcakes and that’s kind of the same thing.”  Ha!  They were good cupcakes.  I was in a daring mood and even ate the colored sprinkles.  Usual Ginny avoids artificial colorings as if they are on the same level of bad for you as arsenic.  At this rate, Jonny just might have me on top of a mountain next year watching fireworks with the bears.

Purple shawl is finished, blocked, and definitely not the accessory of choice for July evenings.  It’s a gift for a friend.  She’ll have to tuck it away for this fall.

p.s.  I received a comment on a recent post concerning the photos of snakes that appear here every now and then during the summer months.  This reader evidently loves snakes in the same way that I love cockroaches.  In other words, photos of snakes popping up in my blog posts are traumatic for her.  Anyone who has been reading here for long knows that most of my boys are kind of crazy about (non venomous) snakes.  When Seth and Keats were little, Jonny asked me to start a snake journal for each of them, documenting every snake they came across in the wild.  (I realize that up to this point, you guys probably thought he was normal.  Now you know.)  I didn’t actually keep up with the snake journals.  I don’t know what’s wrong with me.  I just couldn’t make that a priority.  (Hee, hee.)  But, I have taken photos of nearly every single snake my country boys have ever caught.  And they like those photos to show up here.  I racked my brain for a solution to innocent readers coming across scary for them, beautiful to us snake photos, and I have it.  (Because every single one of us interacting in this somewhat strange online world is a real live human with feelings.)  From now on if there is going to be a snake photo in one of my posts, the post will begin with a series of centered asterisks.  Like this:


Five asterisks means the snake photo is number five.  Three asterisks means the snake photo is number three, and so on.  I hope this works for you, Lin, and any other non-snake loving people out there!