(The four photos above were taken by Larkspur, including her own Yarn Along picture. 🙂 )
Yesterday I got up extra early to take a little day-trip. I spent the afternoon with my friends Elizabeth and Ann. Our opportunities to be together are few and far between so we crammed all the sharing we could into those few hours. Lately, I have felt like I haven’t been connecting with friends very well. The days are overflowing, and in the evening I am just too tired to think about getting out. But spending those hours with friends reminded me of how important friendship is. Three hours of good discussion with people you love is worth six hours of driving to make it happen. We talked about our families, and friendship itself. And we talked about the farm…
I already mentioned that the owners didn’t take our offer, and in the end they didn’t even counter it. They did though give us a detailed account of why they didn’t take it, basically telling us what we would need to do to make an offer they would accept. And it was less about money, more about timing (faster! faster!) and the house itself, determining whether or not it is livable (basically we’d have to do it on our own dime.) This farm and it’s 200 (!!!) acres are within our reach. But for me, the timing is terrible. The thought of trying to get our house ready to sell while pregnant and wrangling two destructive little boys (Job just entered the wall scribbling stage) is super overwhelming. And it’s not actually what I want to be doing right now. But then we think, “How can we let that place, that land, get away?” Decisions like these are so difficult, the huge life-changing ones. I am a realist, and I am married to a dreamer. We aren’t always on the same page. For instance, we have both just finished reading books about raising sheep. His reaction was, “Sheep! Let’s get some!” And mine was, “Wow, shepherding is so much work. And umm, how are we going to afford them? I can’t possibly add that to my plate right now, but later, definitely later!” Right now, I think we are in agreement that we can’t do anything to move forward on the farm right this second. Well actually, Jonny can. He can keep working on our house repair to-do list (please!!!) so that if everything looks different in a month or two (or six) we will be better prepared to sell our house. And it is entirely possible that the farm will still be on the market then. If not, it wasn’t meant to be. I can live with that.
In the meantime, I have plenty to keep me occupied without worrying about moving. Of course there’s housework, and homeschooling, and all the have-to things. But we also have possibly pregnant goats, seven hives of bees still going strong, making us think we may actually have a real honey harvest this year, and lots of fun projects as well. I finished my first tiny baby knit (socks!) And yarn for some hat knitting arrived last week (tosh vintage in begonia leaf and aura). I’m starting to make a mental list of what I want to knit for our new baby, but not feeling a real sense of urgency because she’s due to arrive in early summer. The sad reality is that summer babies in Virginia don’t really need many knits. That won’t stop me from knitting ahead for her first fall and winter though!
Making the best of life right where I am and focusing on the good is one of my few special talents (though I am no stranger to sobbing pity parties here and there when everything just seems like too much.) Today, I am going to channel that talent right into all the have-tos, riding on the happiness over-flowing from yesterday’s time with friends and the reminder that near or far, city or farm, knitter or not, we’re all in this together.