Hello

 Hi, hello! 

We have had the strangest winter. A bit warmer, a bit snowier, and rather darker than usual. And more sticky snow for building than we've seen in one winter in a long time. 

snow dinosaurs

There is a rawness in ordinary things, as I am constantly reminded of the passage of time. How is it that I'm knitting an adult sized sweater for E? And how long will it fit him? 

I sewed an Addie Best Studio patch on as an afterthought and it's perfect. 

And of course I have been knitting tiny teapots: 

And working on a little girl sweater (who isn't quite so little anymore) while playing wildcraft. 

What a strange position of flux I have been in the past few years. . .as my children grow to adulthood, (one leaving home), navigating a pandemic and the changed landscape of life on the other side, on and on. Life is change, constant. I wonder do folks feel it quite as much as mothers do? 

After not posting here for over a year, starting and then abandoning a different blog, and waffling with Instagram as it slowly fades into a rather dysfunctional shadow of it's former self, here I am again. You may notice the majority of the backlog of this blog is missing. . . it is how I am moving forward for now while preserving my kids' autonomy.