A silly pixure.
It reminds me that I am a bit older than yesterday; my skin looks different, my eyes appear to have bared witness to quite a few interesting events. Yet I'm grateful, for so many things.
Today's post is dedicated to all those I love: for You make my life rich, in every way.
Is it really April 21st? Already? It's times like these, when time is passing so quickly, that I tend to place a firm hold on my chest & come to terms with everything I'm not doing...
One imperfect sheet of paper ripped out of a discarded composition notebook one of the kids tossed and I in turn rescued from their bedroom closet floor and here I am, literally returning back to the drawing board.
My Dad used to do this; he was The List Maker. He was also The Do-er.
Instead of participating in the philosophy "...I'll do it as soon as I have... or ...I'm going to, just as soon as _______ is finished..." I think the time is now.
So, I'm blueprinting a get-a-way for myself & Gar as well as a family trip of which both are quite over-due.
This being said: Let the planning and making-it-happen begin :)
In the meantime, I have made excellent use of the 15 spare minutes before bedtime. YES!
Yes, yet another Bozeman Cowl.
Chunky cotton from somewhere ~ in NYC.
Happy Thursday friends!
See ya tamale,
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I was waiting for my breakfast to arrive today when I noticed from across the room there was a clock hanging; a standard version. As I sat there I noticed that the hour & minute hands were black and the seconds hand was red.
We measure time differently; days, weeks, months, even years. I couldn't help but continue to notice how the seconds hand moved so quicky; I almost felt for a moment that I might be missing something after all, time was going by right in front of me.
So, I picked up my needles & began to think about the relativity of this moment to my life. Am I capturing everything? Is there anything I'm not seeing or understanding or missing?
I came home & thought to myself: I need to take the time everyday, every moment to recognize what is in front of me.
A book my Madre' gave me has never been more applicable to my life than now.
Simple in theory yet a bit difficult in practicality. Still, words to live by. When Dalton visited Cork, Ireland last summer, he mentioned that the locals couldn't understand why one could be in such a hurry; what for?
Come and sit. Stay a while. Tell me a story...
Maglieria is Italian for the wording knitting. I must be the only one in the world that believes this word is beautiful in any language :o)
This is what I will be continuing to do this weekend; please twist my arm harder. I may do a bit of sewing, perhaps some painting...
This is what I am so grateful for: I am understood, no matter what I am engaging in.
So in return, I will break away briefly to make a home-made fresh apple pie for Daddy, make the pain-staking ice cream recipe that my children love & swear by and... I will be gently ushered into a little mid-day nap listening my sleep~baby~sleep soundtrack.
I love it ~ for there is nothing to compare :o)
Have a lovely weekend my sweet friends,
Days have quickly turned into weeks here in the Urban Gypsy and ideas have been soaring! Here is a peek at what I've been up to...
I know I've had a serious case of cast-on-itis when my needles are disappearing from their usual spot and I have a pile of projects started O:)
This is what happens when you look at your yarn collection and decide to bust your stash.
Good News: My inventory is dwindeling FAST.
Other News: I have numerous short projects in the process of being done.
Perhaps I did it this way so I could commit the fiber with the idea I had for it at the time (aka I didnt want to forget what I was going to use it for :o)
I have also spent time in my garden; this makes me very happy. I have planted pumpkins for Fall, trimmed back my rosemary, pulled weeds and prepared the ground. Is it a bit early to be excited for Fall? Here in the southwest, Mother Nature does not care for Spring or Fall. Summers are spent hurrying the weekdays along & spending weekends on day trips in cooler climates. But I am grateful still having the garden prepared for the flowering jasmine & pumpkin to soon take residence -Yay!
I hope your week has surprised you with good news, beautiful weather or simply time to rest.
See you tomorrow ~
Who would have thought 3 simple ingredients would yield something worthy of the gods.
I was invited to visit my niece in San Francisco about a year ago. We took in the city. Ate at a Vietnamese restaurant and later decided to get some ice cream.
Hmmm. What sounds good here: Lavender Honey? Earl Grey? Salted Caramel?
Salted Caramel... MmHmm; that's it.
By the time we left, the line was literally out the door, down the block & around the corner.
Need I say more?
For those of you that know me, you know I am not a cook. At best, I am a baker. But this my friends: I have mastered :) Consuming even a single lick is comparable to having some sort of spiritual experience.
Delicious, cold & creamy ~ MmMMM!
So, in light of the fact that Mother Nature does not observe Spring here in the southwest & summer is nearly upon us: I say, let the scooping begin...
Also, I am still in the process of busting my stash. I will be sharing this with you next week. I'm so close to finishing all of my current, simultaneous projects! (Only to begin another round right after of course :) My good friend Enchanted Mama couldn't have said it any better.
PS: Have a great one!