Maybe you think you’ll be entitled to more happiness later by forgoing all of it now, but it doesn’t work that way. Happiness takes as much practice as unhappiness does. It’s by living that you live more. By waiting you wait more. Every waiting day makes your life a little less. Every lonely day makes you a little smaller. Every day you put off your life makes you less capable of living it. –Ann Brashares
I came across a very cool knitting project the other day that I think I’m going to do as my back to school project.
Using two blues, two grays and a white, you knit a stripe every day that reflects the color of the sky that day. The originator of this project uses garter stitch, so that’s knitting two rows back and forth. The time you spend doing this project depends on the gauge of yarn you choose. The kit comes with lace weight, which will take a year to make a five-foot scarf.
I’m thinking of starting mine on September 24, the autumnal equinox. Not sure if I’m going to use lace weight or not. And as much as I like the idea of taking the time to knit just one row every day, I know I probably won’t, so I may just take a quick photo and then knit when I have time.
The designer calls her projects conceptual knitting. I like the ideas a lot, especially the social knitwork scarf, but she uses a lot of orange, and I am not an orange person.
Whether the universe is composed of an infinite number of blind atoms or one all-seeing nature, two things are clear: first, I am a part of the universe governed by nature; and second, I am related in some way to the other parts like myself… Because I am related to the other parts like myself, I will not seek my own advantage at their expense, but I will study to know what is in our common good and bend every effort to advance that good and dissuade others from acting against it. If I am successful in this, my life is bound to flow smoothly, as one would expect for the dutiful citizen who is always looking out for others.
(Marcus Aurelius, 121 – 180)
It was my first week back after vacation, so it’s been a long week. So here’s one of the happiest songs ever. One advantage to being older is that I’m old enough to remember this song.
“In the end, these things matter most:
How well did you live?
How fully did you love?
How deeply did you let go”
I lost a friend to cancer this weekend. She leaves her husband and son, not much older than mine. She was a truly gifted artist, a sculptor who always dressed with flair. I never once heard her complain about the hand she had been dealt, and I will miss her. She lived well, loved fully, and in the end let go on her own terms.
Normally, I like to post a happy Friday song in anticipation of the weekend. But today, it’s my last day at the beach and it’s raining, and I’m grumpy.
Unfortunately my days of this song being relevant are long over, but ladies and gents, I present the immortal Dylan song “Rainy Day Women #14 & #5” as performed by the greatest band of all time.
We are on our way to the beach. Right now we’re in a hotel about an hour away, waiting for The Man to be ready to go.
I have given up on the skirt, at least for now. I think I should start with things not meant to be worn on the body before I try a piece of clothing that I would actually wear in public.
I bought some lovely cotton yarn, and I’m going to make granny squares. I am much more comfortable with yarn, having been a knitter since college. The pattern I’m using is from purlbee’s rainbow blanket. Please note how much it costs if you use the suggested colors and yarn, and that I am doing neither. I’ll add pics as I go along.
I had such grand plans. I was going to make a nice skirt in a weekend. By following simple directions, I would have a skirt that looked like it came from J. Crew. It would be kind of like this, but a bit longer:
Well. I made the skirt as directed up to the part of fitting the waist. Oh. My. God. The excess fabric was horrible! I could give the old broad on the right a run for her money:
So, I’ve hacked off a good bit at the hips, but still need to taper the waistline more. I’m planning a full post of the story of making this skirt, but I leave for vacation on Friday, so it won’t happen for awhile.