Monday, September 3, 2018

Butterfly Days

I love this time of year when every day gradually slips into a new season.
One of the things I love best is that each day
holds its own beauty and element of surprise,
as the weather is all over the place.
 Late Summer and Early Autumn are dancing with one another ...
Hot, humid days followed by thick muggy nights...
Then suddenly a cool fresh morning of blue skies and fluffy white clouds I could float away on...
Some days Summer wants to leave her cares behind and
let Autumn reign and other days she stands her ground...
Then a storm wraps itself around us.
I love it all.
Only God could create such glorious wonders.
I have come to think of these days as butterfly days.
Never in the whole of my life have I ever seen so many butterflies.
From early Summer my yard has been so filled with these lovely creatures
that they've flown into me, landed on me,
lighted next to me as I've sat knitting on the porch swing
and fed from my hummingbird feeders.
While I know it has to do with their migratory habits towards Mexico,
it seems so ethereal and even magical to me.
Like tiny particles of Heaven coming down and flitting all around me.
They bring me peace and make me pause and cause me to remember
to breathe and give thanks during these hectic days of my life.
Days filled to the brim with the blessing of family and overflowing
with the ever constant work of my hands... knitting and crocheting...
This photo depicts both family and my work.
My daughter Chelsea is modeling my Happy Vibes Crocheted Shawl.
We just happened to catch that exact perfect moment
when the sun was beginning to descend westward,
slipping towards its restful time of gloaming. 
All of the elements lined up perfectly...
The softly setting sun, 
the dogwood tree that's donning her Fall foliage,
the spider web shawl with colors that entwine the seasons together
and Chelsea....
My Autumn hued beauty.
Each day finds me switching over from needles to hooks repeatedly as
I knit awhile then finish up bits of crochet.
It takes nonstop work to prepare for an upcoming event.
First I'm making shawls, then I'm covered in stuffing and surrounded by various colors of pumpkins.
Turquoise is a new addition to my line of pumpkin colors this year. 
I've been told that it symbolizes allergy safe candy and
items for children with allergen issues.
It's also the color for Ovarian Cancer and September
is the month for this dreadful disease.
I stand in support of both.
Being a lover of all soft colors, 
I always make a variety of choices to accompany
the traditional orange pumpkins.
The Soft White and Green have always been my personal favorite.
I also really love the almost black one pictured here.
The unique thing about this one is that it's made from
undyed and unprocessed virgin wool.
That's the exact color of the sheep it came from.
There are tiny specks of white throughout.
I love the raw, natural look and feel of it.
Then, of course, because Fingerless Mitts are always my cup of happy,
some of these will make an appearance at our September Sale as well.
Some have knitted cables and bobbles with tiny embroidered rosebuds.
While others have pretty meandering lacework eyelets.
Every year as Summer begins to recognize her eminent defeat,
allowing Autumn's crisp and cooling breath to blow over us,
I feel my heart being tugged to provide warmth to cold hands.
I delight in introducing a new pattern or two of mitts every year.
For some reason, they give me great joy and deep satisfaction with each stitch.
Something about knitting mitts is uniquely different for me
than any other thing I ever make.
Maybe it's because our hands are such a vital part of who we are.
They carry our whole essence.
We love with them,
We feed with them,
We talk with them,
We heal with them,
We give with them,
We receive with them,
We show the world who we are with our hands.
We can't speak of love without the mention of babies.
These Pumpkin Hats are another make of mine
that hold a special place in my heart.
They combine both of my fiber art passions with a knitted "pumpkin" 
and crocheted pumpkin leaf and vine.
The one pictured here is Newborn {0-3 month} Size. 
However I'll have a full range of sizes available as shown below.
For those who are unable to purchase something you want
from the Sale due to my being
SOLD OUT before you arrive, or your inability to be there, NO WORRIES.
I will be taking custom orders after the Sale.
Also, as much as I knit, knit, KNIT...
I am still just one person with just two hands and a whole lot of happy,
active life going on in abundance around me.
Although I am a fast knitter, and a constant one, it's not an instant job.
All that being said, 
I will have as much as possible with me at our September Sale
and then you can contact me afterwards if you want something specific.
I can always make it happen.
I got up one day last week and realized I had probably worked too late
into the night before when I took a good look at this photo...
At exactly midnight the previous night,
I attached the stem to this pumpkin
then set down my work and called it a night. 
The next day I posted this photo to my Instagram and Facebook pages.
Later in the day, when responding to a comment, 
I noticed I had attached the stem to the bottom of the pumpkin!
Of course I had to remove it and reattach it to the top.
Though my days are filled with butterflies,
my nights are full of pumpkins...
And apparently at the stroke of midnight
they do their own thing.
Or maybe Cinderella just needs a bit of sleep...
Especially if she wants to dance with the butterflies.

"Take time to be a butterfly."
Gillian Duce
Magic and Mayhem - The Winning Game

"When nature moves, butterflies take flight."
Anthony T. Hincks

Wednesday, August 8, 2018

Make A Wish ...

As the heat and hustle of Summer have blossomed into the full bloom of August,
I find myself amazed to be looking back at my sweet friend May,
who was just here only moments ago.
After our eight months of Winter, and my longing for the breezy, sunny,
open windowed days of Springtime, and a long languid Summertime ahead,
it seems that someone hit a fast forward button.
My Summer days have been happy and busy and full...
The house has been filled with family coming and going from one generation to the next and, as always, the beautiful laughter of children dancing off the walls. We've celebrated birthday's galore and rejoiced in the blessings of being together for another year of LIFE.
My sister, Bridget, who's a Cake Artist, made this gorgeous creation for my special day. It was gluten free and filled with organic raspberry preserves between the layers. I love naked cakes, especially if they're dressed in a giant rose somewhere along the way.
And the connecting thread that's always running through the background of my life is my work with fiber. Whether it be knitting, crochet, or both,  as seen on this baby hat, my hands are busy nonstop with needles, hooks and the most sumptuous yarns I can lay hold of. Along with the love of family and friends, it's what keeps me going. Some days it keeps me grounded and others it keeps me soaring. It keeps me dreaming, rising, gentling, pondering, enjoying and even wishing.
I dream of the babies who will one day wear these hats and bonnets that I put love into with each stitch. I breathe a prayer over each one with the finishing touches. A prayer for the baby, the child, the future human she or he will grow into.
Oftentimes I rub some lavender oil into my hands { very well } while I'm working, 
so there's a faint fragrance of this lovely herb infused along with my prayers and well wishes.
Though my knitting is pretty constant these days,
as I am definitely into my extremely busy season,
I still weave it in, out and around the joy of family.
As afternoon just began to slip towards evening yesterday,
I needed a bit of a break and Parker was in want of a walk
to burn off some excess energy.
So I suggested he and Grammy take a stroll around the block.
In the full glory of his four year old energy, he quickly donned his shoes,
grabbed his Jedi Knight Lightsaber and away we went. 
"Grammy, is it OK if I run ahead of you?"'
"Yes, as long as you stay on the sidewalk and STOP when I say."
As we started off he showed the business end of his Lightsaber 
to some ants
while they went about their day on the sidewalk.
Apparently they were living on the dark side of life.
We happened upon something quite magical.
A Dandelion.
"Grammy! GRAMMY!"
"I need to make a wish!!!"
After he made his wish and told me it was for a specific toy,
we walked a little farther and found a few more of these awe inspiring "flowers".
This time...
"Here Grammy, YOU make a wish."
"What did YOU wish for Grammy?"
"I wished that YOU will be Happy  forever."
"Oh I'm gonna be Grammy!"

"Where there is great love,
there are always wishes."
Willa Cather

"Wish on everything.
Pink cars are good, especially old ones.
And stars of course, first stars and shooting stars. 
Planes will do if they are the first light in the sky and look like stars.
Wish in tunnels, holding your breath and lifting your feet off the ground.
Birthday candles."
Baby teeth.
Francesca Lia Block

Friday, May 11, 2018

Sweet Days of May

Since my last visit here January has finally found its way into May,
where I admit I am much more at my ease. Although I appreciate the beauty that God gives to each month and season in turn, I really am in my truest element when I can feel the soft, sweet freshness of each new Spring awakening all of my senses once again. I enjoy the icy, more dignified beauty of January days but there's just something about the promise of May that quickens my spirit. 
The tiny early Springtime flowers with their magical fragrance make me feel completely alive again. I tread lightly as I wander amongst them and choose a few to bring in just in case there are fairies flitting beneath their delicate fronds. 
I look up to find myself under a garland of Crabapple blossoms.
I'm fairly certain this is the exact spot
the fairies have chosen to make their home...
There are birds, bunnies and squirrels who run in and out of the garden throughout the day for a visit as well. All of these sights, sounds and smells quench my thirsty soul, give me inspiration and quite simply just make me happy.
As Winter slogged on and on, I kept knitting, kept crocheting,
kept sipping cup after cup of tea and returning to my old friends the Classics.
As always, Jane Austen, the Bronte Sisters, Louisa May Alcott, George Eliot and Elizabeth Gaskell to name a few, carried me safely through and delivered me, once again, into the promise land of May.
During this time many fibers, textures and colors have slipped through my fingers and soothed my soul as it longed for more open spaces, curtains blowing in gentle breezes and the sweet days of May and the Summer ahead on my porch swing.
In a two and a half week span of time just before Easter I made forty of these little knitted teacup bunnies. They were hopping in and out of my dreamland by the time the holiday rolled around.
I have one more to make this week for a baby shower gift.
No Spring is complete without a few bunny hat orders. 
I love knitting these in Organic Cotton.
It's so soft and snuggly for delicate baby heads.
Then I began to move into my "Shawl phase".
I usually try to knit and crochet a few large pieces early in the year to prepare for the Pumpkin Festival Craft Faire each September
and my December Christmas Open House.
This one ended up selling already, however.
It was a gorgeous golden color of 50% Alpaca and 50% Mulberry Silk.
It's soft and supple with the perfect amount of drape,
as you can see on my daughter, Hilary.
The next shawl was this lovely striped one is shades of dusty purples,
teals and a slight hint of grey.
It's actually finished and waiting to be wet down and stretched out
on the lace blocking wires.
I'll show you the finished results soon.
After knitting a couple of smaller sized shawls I decided it was time to get out my crochet hooks and work up a couple of larger ones. This is the first one I made. It's a lovely shade of Sterling, which is a grey with a slight purple undertone. The fiber content is 70% Merino Wool and 30% Silk. It's fingering weight, making it soft and light, with a slight sheen from the silk. 
You can find it for sale on my shop here or here.
It's a Crescent Shaped Shawl, meaning it comes to a gentle triangle. 
Click the links for full details.
The shawl I am currently crocheting is full of color.
It's definitely a happy piece of work.
It practically sings out Summertime!
I expect it to leap off my hook at any moment
and fly away into the garden
to join those fairies for an afternoon dance. 
Who knows...
when I get it finished,
maybe I'll wrap myself up in it,
just once,
and take a twirl in the garden...
"I would always rather be happy than dignified."
Charlotte Bronte
Jane Eyre

Friday, January 26, 2018

A Dreamy Activity

The beginning of the week brought me to the end of the various complexities of the full scope of characters in George Elliot's great work of literature, Middlemarch, which I thoroughly enjoyed.
As I seamed this baby sweater and sewed it's tiny pearly white buttons in place, the lives of Dorothea, Rosamond, Will and many others who had become as living, breathing people to me began to ebb away. Some of their essence will always linger, however, when I remember the knitting of this sweater.
That's how it always is with me. I become connected to the items I make and they remain a piece of what was going on for me, around me and inside me during the time of the making. This may be one reason I like both books and projects that take a bit of time. A slow read and a slow knit. Sometimes they are both what the soul needs... slow down... slow down...slow down...
Be Dreamy...
Working on baby knits has always been dreamy to me. I love to picture their chubby tummies and arms wrapped in a cardigan that's been made with tender care. My mind wanders to the sight of that precious little head covered by a hand knit hat. Every stitch made with great purpose and so much love.
I really like the lacework pattern in this sweater by Vibe Ulrik Sondergaard.
It's a very easy repeat to follow. The pattern is easy to follow as well,
for the most part.
However, there are a few things you should know
if you decide to try your hand at it.
First thing is that it comes out small
I am typically on the loose side when I knit and crochet both.
Even though I was on gauge this sweater came out smaller than I intended.
I was following instructions for size 9-12 months, which brings me to the
Second thing...
There is one mistake that needs correction in the pattern.
Left Front:
After Row 6:
Next row: K6, [p1, k5],to last 7, (4:6:4:6) sts, [p1, k1] to end of row.
The book is missing one stitch here. It shows a 6 where I have a bold 7.
Third thing...
There are no buttonholes knitted into the pattern. 
It instructs you to simply poke the buttons through. Being a loose knitter, I can do this easily enough, however it is never my preference to do so. I have decided, all things considered, that I really do adore this sweet baby sweater, so much so that I will make it again. I have made my knitter's notes {scribbles...} and therefore know exactly what to expect. I might even work out how to size it up in the future. Most definitely there will be knitted buttonholes incorporated from now on.
As you travel along your own knitting journey, I would like to encourage you to make changes when and where they are needed, or even just when you feel like it. If you'll look at the top of the sweater you will see one row of garter stitch running around just about five rows beneath the neck ribbing. I added that on a whim. It was meant to be plain stockinette but I suddenly decided to throw in that one more touch of texture. Forge ahead... Be Brave... Be Confident!
Like I tell my knitting and crochet students all of the time...
"It's just yarn, needles and hooks... sticks and string really...
don't be intimidated ...
YOU are the BOSS of it ...
Every student I've ever taught loves that and at some point of frustration will repeat that back to me out loud. It's a great encourager and a fantastic bit of comic relief when one is sweating over the learning process.
As the great knitting icon, Elizabeth Zimmermann said,
"I can knit, I knit all year, day in, day out, it is my passion,
and I rarely knit the same thing twice the same way."
So I say this to you,
Make your knitting yours.
Experience it.
A large part of the overall experience is, of course, sensory.
Notice a say sensory rather than tactile.
For me fiber is about feeling, seeing, smelling, thinking... emotion.
I must admit this is why I have such a great love affair with natural fibers.
There's a purity, a quality, a fragrance, an essence to them.
Have you ever tried to smell acrylic...???
Once again, I'm with the late, great Ms. Zimmermann on this one who advised to
"pass by the synthetic yarn department with your nose in the air..."
{All hail to the Queen on this one}
On a much lovelier note, I can promise you,
my senses know the instant they come in contact with
wool, cashmere, alpaca, silk...
These fibers flow and breathe with the body and skin.
The yarn I chose to work with for the sweater, as mentioned in my last post,
is Sublime Baby Cashmere Merino Silk Dk in Color number 0359 Blossom.
It comes in a 50g ball/116m/127yards for $9.95 per ball.
There's not a single thing I don't absolutely love about this exquisite fiber.
I highly recommend it, especially for baby items.
It's ultra soft, has beautiful bounce and shows great stitch definition.
It can be machine washed, if you like but must be laid flat to dry.
Once I put the finishing touches to the sweater,
I decided there must be a hat to accompany the gift as well.
This "Hat with Wave" pattern is also in the Lullaby Knits book. I was intrigued by its uniqueness and then completely smitten with its outcome. Since it is knit flat, as you can see in the last picture {because I am now making just one more...}, then seamed up the back and cast off across the top in a straight fashion, rather than round, it gives a somewhat squared off shape when laid flat. I was delighted to discover that when placed on a round object, like a baby's head, it gives the slight appearance of what looks like ears. Almost like a tiny pussycat hat or a golden honey bear. Too sweet.
The needles I used for both the sweater and the hat
were from one of my favorite circular sets of
These needles are light and silky smooth with perfect joins and cables that swivel as you knit. I have two sets. The smaller and the larger sizes and I love them.  
I find that each time my needles or hooks return to babyland I have a hard time getting them to come back out right away. While I'm lost in the dreaminess of it all... the gliding along of those smooth needles and lush fiber,  I can almost smell that baby sweetness and feel their incomparable softness. All things "baby" will always hold a special, dreamy place in my heart.
If you're looking for me this time of year I can usually be found walking along the windswept moors with the sisters Bronte or off in some snug drawing room with Jane Austen, sipping a nice cup of tea and knitting...
always, always knitting in my own dreamland.

"Really, hand knitting is a dreamy activity,
built into many people's thumbs and fingers
by genes already there,
itching to display their skills 
and achievement possibilities."
Elizabeth Zimmermann

Wednesday, January 10, 2018

On Life's Classic Things

I finished knitting the Tin Can Knits Grayling Mittens a few days ago, which as I said in my last post I purchased as a kit and made for myself. If you are interested in the pattern only, however, you can buy it for just $5.00 by clicking on the link I've provided. If you love to knit mittens and enjoy cable work, as I do, you will find this pattern pure bliss. Remember they do require smaller needles. Mine are knit up on size US 2 /2.75mm DPNs. Although I find myself oftentimes working on larger needles in order to accommodate the wishes and needs of my customers, my personal preference is always smaller needles and finer knits. I love, love, love lacework and am always drawn immediately to any pattern that has cabling involved; the more intricate, the better. To me these are the classic things in the world of knitting, along with faire isle, which I dearly love as well and have set as a goal for 2018 to do more of. 
Though it is a bit Christmassy for being into January,
I couldn't resist showing you this photo.
Actually, this was my New Year's Day knitting project at my kitchen table with the glorious Winter sunshine pouring in, which was greatly appreciated as it was just barely above zero degrees that day. Every year or so I knit a few more of these magical little fairy trees that sit atop wine corks. They are another project for my preferred size 2 DPNs and, as you can see, are done in beautiful little cables. I use worsted weight yarn in scraps of wool or alpaca usually and sprinkle them around my house and gift them to family and friends. They make me happy. They always put a smile of delight on the faces of others too. I think even Mercedes has a fondness for them.
Well, once I was done playing with tiny trees and had finished my one allotted knit for myself, it was time to return to work. This pair of fingerless mitts {yes, it has a lovely big cable running up the center} is my first completed custom order for the new year. They are actually both off the needles now and ready for pick up at week's end. They are made of a nice soft, warm, squishy blend of merino wool, alpaca and Donegal tweed and have been a top selling item in countless color combinations for the last few years. Apparently I'm not alone in my love of cables. Like I said, they are classic and timeless.

Speaking of classics, another of my true loves in this area are books. What you can't see in the picture with Miss Kitty is that she politely perched herself on top of my iPad on which I was at the time listening to the audiobook version of Jane Eyre... {again}. I confess that this is one of my all time favorite books and I have read and listened to it a few times over the years.
It seemed appropriate to start the new year out by revisiting it since I ended 2017 by listening to the audiobooks The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte, which I loved very much and Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte. As fond as I am of all of the Bronte sisters, and even enjoy reading books about them, Charlotte is the reigning queen of my heart.  Plus just before I listened to Jane Eyre again, I read the hardcopy of a book I thoroughly enjoyed called
Mr. Rochester by Sarah Shoemaker.
So why do I enjoy trudging through these old classics?
Good question. I have always loved literature and poetry and words...
As for the older writings, maybe I am drawn to them in the same way and for the same reasons I am drawn to the traditional, classic styles of knitting. They call to my old, romantic soul. I love the formal antiquated language that sometimes causes me to look a word up and expand my vocabulary, which I find to always be a good thing. Also the fact that so many classics are so very character rich really works for me. They are chock full of a whole cast of people with deep emotions. People who still knew and used the fine art of writing letters. They are usually deeply descriptive about lush countryside views that take me places my heart longs for and ramble through my mind long after the books end. So often they are stories that go on and on, which is a bonus for me. I love being totally immersed into that other world full of it's delicious sights, sounds and smells; surrounded by those other people with their thoughts, ideals and yearnings that make me think...
I listen to audiobooks as I knit. They keep me company around a quiet house during the Winter months when I can't go outside and on warm days they are my companions on the porch swing until those with flesh come along. This way I am never without a friend and I can keep on working... knitting... stitching... learning... dreaming...

Two of my favorite quotes from Jane Eyre are:

"Crying does not indicate that your are weak,
Since birth it has always been a sign that you are alive."


"I would always rather be happy than dignified."

Yes, I can wholeheartedly agree with both of these.
As for me, I most definitely want to be alive. Actually fully alive.
I also have a tendency towards choosing happiness,
having discovered over the course of my life it suits me best.
So why not strive for it?
Remaining in the same frame of mind, these are my current reads.
On audio I have just begun the long story of  Middlemarch by George Eliot,
who was really Mary Ann Evans.
It is read by one of my favorite narrators, Nadia May.
I have wanted to read it for ages and decided it would be the perfect book to listen to during these still, cozy days of being tucked inside the house.
The book I am  reading in hardcopy is not technically a classic but is written about Jane Austen and in her style. I am finding it to be very good so far. Even though it may seem odd to read a Christmas book in January,
it's a yearly ritual of mine.
We can't be on the subject of all things "classic" without bringing up friendship.
I received a package in the mail early in the week with these two wonderful gifts from my dear friend and Soul Sister, Genie, who lives in California. We enjoy sending fun things to each other throughout the year and keeping in touch by phone, especially when there is a need for special prayer.
In between working on custom orders I have started on a little baby sweater for a special friend who has a beautiful new baby girl in need of a hand knit piece of warmth and love. 
{And some beautiful classic knit lacework...}
Also, what could be more classic than a hand knit cardigan? 
It just says, "I love you" like nothing else.
Don't you love that delicate buttercream yellow? That's Sublime Baby Cashmere Merino Silk DK in color shade 0359, which some websites refer to as Butter Yellow and others as Primrose.
The pattern is Lacy Cardigan by Vibe Ulrik Sondergaard
and is in the book
These are the things I fill my time with during these days and weeks of
Winter hibernation.
With such gentle, cozy comforts at hand
I don't mind the cold weather so much.
As a boss I had in banking years ago once said to me,
on a day when the weather was riddled with somewhat violent storms,
"Oh I don't mind the weather, no matter what. It's just weather... I like it all."
Now there is the attitude to take.
I tucked that in my memory bank and in my heart that day and have found
that as each Winter has approached I dread it less instead of more.
"Live in each season as it passes;
breathe the air,
drink the drink,
taste the fruit."
Henry David Thoreau

Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Silent, and Soft, and Slow

Yes Christmas has come and gone again already.
It comes in a hustle and leaves with a flurry...
But I am always reluctant to let it go and so I hang on for just a bit longer...
And though I love Summer days of open house breezes and carefree front porch swinging, there is still something about a crisp, cold, clear, sparkling, snowy Winter that is almost magical to me at times. The sight of the bright January sunshine drenching a fresh fallen snow and transforming it into a field of glittered white takes my breath away, even from my kitchen window.
I just have to stop and give thanks for the glorious beauty of it all.
Though all the presents have been given and received, the mess torn away and disposed of, I am still feeling quite festive. The Spirit of Christmas lingers on with me during these cold, snowy days of the new year. It has been so long since I created a blog post that I have so many things to share.    
Therefore, this one will look a bit like Christmas
and for those of you who follow my
Facebook pages or Instagram, it will be somewhat of a repeat. Sorry about that!
I made these pretty faire isle knitted hats early in the season using
This yarn is so soft and scrumptious you have to feel it to believe it... and it comes in the most wonderful soft, subtle colors. Definitely a favorite luxury fiber of mine. So if you want to treat yourself, or a friend to something special in the new year, make it using this fabulous fiber.
{or contact me for something custom ;-) }
Of course there were stockings and mitts crocheted and knit up as well.
There were hats galore with big fluffy pom poms... because somehow we all seemed to know we needed to make ready for the frosty days that lay ahead and nothing warms body and soul as well as soft, hand knitted items made of merino wool, alpaca, cashmere and love.

There was even a custom order on my Etsy Shop for some tiny stocking caps with pom poms
and little pumpkins to be used as egg cozies.
I guess even the eggs were anticipating a cold winter...

There were mittens too.
Knit in that same exquisite Purl Soho Flax Down fiber. 
The first Saturday of December ushered the Christmas Season into my home with my annual Christmas Open House. There were five of us here this year selling our handmade items and baked goods. It was our best year ever with a heartwarming turnout of nearly one hundred people passing through the house during the day. We were overjoyed. And again, if you were one of those people, we thank you and we look forward to seeing you here again every year on
the first Saturday in December. 
The following weekend in December brought us to Peoria Ballet's Nutcracker Performance with my granddaughter Gabby having three roles this year. I have pictures of her in just two of her costumes.
It was a beautiful performance. Not only did I have the pleasure of watching from the audience but I chaperoned during the Saturday evening performance and was able to watch some of it from the stage.
All in all it's been a wonderful, magical and very blessed holiday season.
And as I said before, my spirit still lingers in Christmastide... after all, the twelve days of Christmas start on December 25th so I'm not so very behind. Although others around me are pulling down their decorations and storing them till next Christmas I'm not quite there yet. My kitchen cupboards still look festive and there are corners of the house that bear traces of old fashioned yuletide.
It all looks Wintry to me so I'll keep it for just a while longer...
I'm still enjoying steaming hot cups of my favorite Christmas teas too.
and my absolute favorite
Taylors of Harrogate
One promise I made to myself was that after a year full of nonstop knitting for "work" I would take just a little break and make one thing for me  before starting up the new work year. Once again, expecting a cold winter, I decided on a new pair of mittens.
There are a few reasons for this choice:
1) My hands are always cold
2) My custom order book already has orders into Eastertime,
therefore I needed something that I could knit quickly
3) Mittens are my all time favorite thing to knit
4) Whether it be real mittens or even cookies shaped like mittens,
all things mitten - like  warm my heart and bring out my inner child...
for some reason they cause great delight in me.
I have the first one finished and am actually further along on the second one than this picture shows.
Here are the details in case you are interested in making some yourself.
The pattern is very well written and easy to follow and the yarn shows the stitch definition beautifully, making the cable work stand out perfectly.
So here goes...
I ordered the kit from Kitterly
and you can find it right here
It will let you choose from a good selection of colors of Ewe Ewe Yarns So Sporty
which is a 100% Merino Wool Superwash. I chose Brushed Silver 
The kit includes a set of double point needles and a cable needle.
My gorgeous Rosewood Yarn Bowl is from Knit Picks.
Click the link to go straight to it if you're interested in it. 
I have to say I really love mine.

I pray this finds you all having had a very
Blessed Holiday Season
and entering the New Year in 
Good Health and Great Joy
with the special
Peace of Winter
settling in around you.

As for me I am taking things...
{just like the Winter Snow...}
for a little while...
And praying that in this New Year I will be filled anew with
"the fruit of righteousness which comes through Jesus Christ, 
to the glory and Praise of God." 
Philippians 1:11

Out of the bosom of the air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodland brown and bare,
Over the harvest fields forsaken,
Silent, and soft, and slow
Descends the snow.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow