Slow day

The morning sounds are different, everything is hushed. It's so quiet, one almost can hear the slow flakes touching down. As the roads are blanketed with snow, we fold away all of our previous plans and possible errands. Today there's time for baking, making and just being. Even time for a little walk. I like that.

Gratitude 4

Since all winter I've been left wearing a hat I hastily zipped up from some sweater scraps, I thought it was time to make a little more effort and knit myself something cozy. But I'm the kind of knitter that prefers the easy, mindless projects that don't require a lot of counting and marking. I think of knitting as something to do while doing something else...while hanging out with others or watching a movie. Actually I rather like the simplicity of no pattern at all.

So, with all that in mind I made myself a hat. Throwing caution, measurements and patterns to the wind, I just started casting yarn onto my needles. And hat #1....well that one fit Lilla just about right.

So I thought I'd make myself a different hat... and that one fits Rowan just fine (and even goes with his winter coat).

Fortunately, I have couple sweet little ones around here that can fit these off-sized caps.

And speaking of knitting, Rowan just learned how to do it! Exciting! He's been finger crocheting for a while and just picked up the knitting needles the other day.

Gratitude 3

Outside is still icy white and inside paper and fabric snowflakes are strewn about, but the days are growing noticeably longer as the sky still glows pink after 5pm. And though our igloo succumbed to a little January thaw, I'm grateful that we're inching toward Spring.

And Happy Birthday Dad- I hope you know how very grateful I am for you!