this rainy day,
after a week of school vacation
packed full of get togethers and extra activities,
my youngest curled himself up snugly
and fell asleep.
i like to believe
that even our smallest actions count,
that they ripple out and affect people and things that we never even know about.
that’s the little stuff.
then there’s the big stuff, like birth.
at first we mostly change those closest to us because our worlds are so small,
but the more we grow, the more distinctive our impact becomes.
my newest pattern, laska, is all about that.
i’m told i think to much.
i am often accused of that.
so be it.
feel free to skip the rest
of my explanation
if this being a pretty blanket is enough for you.
each to his or her own.
in my head, the small center of the blanket represents the beginnings of a person.
the bands of stockinette stitch get wider and wider
with each repeat to show that choices
our whole lives through.
the final edge is garter stitch,
intentionally a combo of
the stockinette stitch
and reverse stockinette stitch
of all the other square bands.
as life, i think,
is a result of each thing
that we do or don’t do. symbolism just moves me.
i’m made that way. and i made this.
‘laska’ is polish for ‘grace’.
you’ve been patient.
so patient, as my designing has taken every detour in sight lately.
this week, finally, i can share some new patterns.
three new patterns to be exact.
it’s april, right?
so when it rains, it pours.
now i don’t have ‘sneak peeks’ per se.
instead, i have a ‘behind the scenes’ shot from during
the photo taking for each new pattern. ready?
for tomorrow’s pattern, this is my youngest testing out
the remote attached to the camera to see if the set-up is working.
and yup, he pressed the button to take this picture all by himself.
was my 14 year old.
she said she just ‘couldn’t resist’ taking pictures of the yard
in between taking pictures of the knitting.
is friday’s pattern.
picture this, i’m making
some slapped together kind of dinner
when i look out the window and the light is gorgeous.
the ground is wet from rain and i’m in my slippers and the food’s on the stove,
but i’m running out (zig zagging to find dry spots) to the kid’s clubhouse to take pics.
a designer’s gotta do what a designer’s gotta do.
i didn’t even burn dinner
so this last shot is me balancing on the base of the clubhouse
trying to keep my feet dry long enough
to catch some of the light.