Autumn in stitches

I won't be typing too many words today as my energy resources have been depleted. I wanted to share the colours of autumn from my recent knitting project, before the signs of autumn leave us as we notice winter creeping in. A new season, different colours and a change of scene. The photos I am sharing are of Galloway. A pattern by Jared Flood which I knit with the skeins of Shelter I had won during the year. I was challenged to use colours which were new to my wardrobe but with the inspiring colours of autumn, I feel I made the right choice.

Fauna : Nest : Woodsmoke : Embers : Galloway cardigan 

I am still not feeling well but dad was keen to take photos of two of my projects, one of which I am sharing today as it was the most challenging and was part of Brooklyn Tweed's Fall KAL. I didn't finish before the deadline but was privileged to have my work in progress featured on Brooklyn Tweed's blog. This boosted me to try and find the concentration I have been lacking and start to pick up over 300 stitches to knit the bands of my cardigan. Grafting all of these using kitchener stitch, tested my nerves to the limit! I took a while finishing this cardigan as to me this is a very important part of knitting. This was the one I knit in the round and cut a steek to create the cardigan sides, then picked up the full length each side to knit the bands. 

fallen leaves, rippling river

I will add a little gallery for you to swipe along as our photos will tell the story of the day dad brought me along. The day was bright but very cold but dad pulled me along to the Old Inn to sit by a fire and defrost my bones, with a cup of coffee for internal heat. I hope the photos will bring the warmth across to each one of you. Thank you for understanding my times offline recently.

 

My new iPhone X arrived and remained in the box for several days before I could even think about setting it up. Happy to say, it is set up now and with a few test portrait shots of dad, it definitely isn't going back. 

Beverley

Groundbreaking

After our boiler saga and the welcome return of heat and hot water, I realised I hadn’t been outside for over a week. I didn’t have much energy left for us to go out for any walks and now the clocks have gone back, we won’t have any evening saunters. I didn’t have the stamina to go too far yesterday and I was just going to walk round the garden, to be in the air and hopefully release a headache. Plans to do this soon changed and we decided to go a little further than the garden. We took the car and parked then walked to the Lock Keeper’s cottage. We didn’t walk too far when the chatter stopped and we stared at the sight before us. 

Stumped?

Uprooted  

Uprooted  

 

Remember the recent ex-hurricane Ophelia and how the gusts passed over Northern Ireland? The storm had blown over but this parkland was left a few reminders. The power of the wind when a weakness was found.

How many times we have walked this path, chatting but oblivious that the old trees lining the sides were not as strong as we thought. The storm revealed rot/damage hidden inside the trunk.

 

Weakness revealed  

Weakness revealed  

I hope the photos convey the size of the uprooted tree. I tried to imagine the night this tree was uprooted by a wind a don’t see. The noise would have been incredible, would anyone have had time to move if people had gone out without heeding the warnings? This is a path used by cyclists and people with children and dog walkers. A cyclist stopped to take a photo while we were there and told us several trees came down in the area but this was the largest and oldest one. We didn’t expect to have any photos for a blog as our walk was short and the light was low. I really had to document the scene as my thoughts were busy as I observed the devastation of this old tree.

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silver explorer 

Journaling  

Journaling  

We have a lot of trees in parks and forests to refresh the air and act like the lungs for the city. I love trees and so often find respite by walking in the midst of them. Tall and strong yet we didn’t see how fragile this tree was. How many people do we assume to be strong but don’t see their need until they cry for help.

I feel sad at the loss of this tree, others lost their branches and we noted how ivy wrapped round one trunk actually supported it from snapping. Nature helping nature. People need to help each other too


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Treehouse  

It was very windy yesterday and as we walked back leaves were falling like snowflakes around us. The trees were swaying with their branches bending, a typical autumn scene.

Leafless twigs dancing, in tune with the wind.

The tree in our photos fell : crescendo