Double take

Double take

It has been a sleepy hollow for me over the Easter holidays. My mind is full, not from browsing round social media with all the tension it had grasped from my mind and subsequently body. To say things have happened to give me the ‘wake up’ call. As dad used to shout every morning ‘rise and shine, hit the floor, feet on the deck’ oh how we wanted just five minutes more and hid under our duvets, but the call was one we knew it was best to heed! How could dad shout so loud and be wide awake so early in the mornings! Now he shouts if I get up full of ‘I need to do A - Z’ and reminds me that I have to rest as I am still waiting for some decisions to be made. This birds are still singing and our little wrens have made their presence in our nest box official. They are right outside dad’s window and Jenny wren was looking out as mr wren was showing his equivalent to dad’s ‘hit the floor (fly in the air) a strong voice from such a tiny bird.

I have stayed away from a lot of online activity over the easter holidays. It was a source of anxiety for me but I realised time I spent checking my phone or Ravelry was take over with spending time thinking about the friends I have made online and how meaningful a lot of these friendships are. My mind was filling with remembered joys and the bond of friendship we shared. I have experienced several things that made me see a little light of hope and feel there is a way ahead and we are all part of building a path to walk along together. To encourage without expectations and I found comfort from a few quite unexpected events which have given me the strength to publish this blog today. I have a precious letter with words that brought deep feelings and tears to me. Many have forgotten how much the written word can help over typed, often misinterpreted posts online. When we cannot see a face or hear the tone, a letter brings life to typed words of likes. I couldn’t open this letter (only glanced at the card) I didn’t know I was going to read. I kept the letter beside me, felt so nervous but eventually last night I read it. My friend will never know how much this letter has meant to me. Handwritten letters at a time like this are a treasure to me and I, in return will write a reply to my friend as she has brought hope to my anxious thoughts. Significantly I have other friends who I was worried about but in the last few days, somehow they knew and to read their words sent in a message or comment has taken me out from under a cloud. There is something happening in the knitting community and slowly I am feeling, perhaps I can be part even if I find things difficult at times.

Last night despite feeling very tired we carefully planned a little photoshoot. I had promised photos of me wearing two of my sweaters knit as part of the Kate Davies KAL I was upset with myself as I had failed to date to keep this promise. I remembered how Kate recounted in her book “Handywoman” about holding on to the tree with the Tortoise and Hare gauntlets on. Kate held on for the photo despite all she had been through after her stroke. This was significant to Kate and last night as respect to Kate in her absence I wanted to show the sweaters I wouldn’t have if Kate hadn’t gone on to design even more after the Tortoise and Hare.

Original Balmaha

Original Balmaha

Balmaha vII in Hirst plus the original in Tarbet blue

I have knit both of these designs twice! Balmaha vI was the original colours Kate knit the pattern in (I will add a photo to both grids. The second version, the main focus now I knit using colours, especially the greens that I had never knit with as a design in the past. It was through the Knitting Season (Dathan projects) that I became more confident to change the colours, to knit with a combination I wouldn’t have used before. Kate’s kitting season is the reason I have both of these sweaters to share today. I knit Dathan II after I have enjoyed combining all the colours of Millarochy tweed but wanted to knit another sweater, using else colours but the same method of selecting. I will never be able to design but to change the look of both designs has given me a little insight into a little more creativity. I have been afraid to step outside the designer’s colours in the past.

The photos may take a little longer to download as I had to balance photo quality from rather large files. I didn’t want to condense them so much they became blurry as Kate’s designs mean so much to me (and to dad) that despite reducing them they are a little larger. I hope this doesn’t hinder your view. I was hoping to wear the cream trousers I wore with my first version of Balmaha but I think someone has been in and swapped them as they looked like I was wearing dad’s! They dropped off me so it was in hast I found a gold pair to wear this year.

Dathan vII selected colours : original using 15 colours

I have things to deal with ‘after Easter’ and a few letters and cards to write. Time spent really caring for friends, is helping me with missing my Instagram activity. I felt cut off but now I have found deep meaning in friendships. I am progressing with Hazy but have reached the embroidery part before I can knit the sleeves. This will take me a while but hopefully I will enjoy the stitching while I have another challenge under my hat but currently this is one which I won’t have photos off. I am still with the socks, one pair finished and learning from the next pair. I have now discovered I need to knit the legs on a very fine needle as my ankle doesn’t let the lace or any design open out. Someday I will have a pair that fit my feet and legs!

I wasn’t sure if I could cope with a blog today but when I turned on the radio my favourite tune Arvo Pärt’s Spiegel im Spiegel was playing as it has reached no 67 in the Classical charts. I stopped what I was doing, set my worries aside and listened. I am about to publish this blog while listening to the sweet melody from one little bird. Nature is a great restorer

Along came dad

Along came dad

Threads that bind

Threads that bind