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November 21

weebug — Tue, 22 Nov 2011 06:47:04 +0000

Back to meandering. It’s a time to be thankful, but there are days where I just don’t feel that way. So how do I take a step back and evaluate, to find something, anything to appreciate in it’s fullest. I am reminded of something that I heard in the sermon yesterday. Find one thing, no matter how small. Hold it in your heart and whisper thankfulness. Concentrate on that one small thing and let it be your thankful for the day.

My thankful moment for the day was small. I found a moment to blog.

Waiting for Norma

weebug — Wed, 07 Sep 2011 15:29:19 +0000

My cousin Norma passed away a couple of weeks ago and the memorial service was held on August 31st, which would have been her 78th birthday. As a child I was always confused by the whole cousin thing, as she was much closer to my father’s age than my own. She was the perfect counterpoint to her husband Don, with her quiet manner balancing his gregariousness. Together they raised four children, my second cousins. She was an accomplished quilter, seamstress and knitter, as well as a fantastic cook. Family gatherings will not be the same without her apple pie.

Looking for Norma 243/365

This bear was from her childhood. Sitting here, she is looking forlorn and lost, waiting for the little girl from those long ago days to come galloping through the door and scoop her up in loving arms. Looking for that little girl who has left us for a new journey.

I have no doubt that Mother Bear is with Norma in spirit. For as you can see, this bear is real and loved.

Jynx in the Mirror

weebug — Thu, 07 Jul 2011 04:52:36 +0000

I’m knitting a pair of generic gray socks for the Husbeast, using odds and ends of yarn from my mom. Only problem is that she gave me yarn that is two different weights, so I may not have enough. If anyone out there with leftover gray sock yarn that you want to get rid of, just leave me a note!

On the other hand, there are all sorts of kitten shenanegans going on around here:

Nap time

Havoc and Shannon are so busy that occasionally the urge to nap overtakes both of them.

On the other hand, Jynx was caught in a bit of confusion as to the identity of the kitten in the mirror:

187/365 Jynx in the mirror.

See what I mean? Never a dull moment. And after the past week of taking care of my parents, this is just what the doctor ordered.

Self Reflection

weebug — Wed, 18 May 2011 16:09:58 +0000

Not feeling really wordy these days, but I don’t want ignore my blog either. So here are a few photos that I took yesterday.

pale peach rhody

The peach color comes comes across like freckles scattered over my child’s face, as if it were kissed by the sun.

137/365 Palm in Seattle

Palms are not native plants in Seattle, which sometimes bothers me because I am a native plant type of gal. But yesterday I couldn’t deny that they can be beautiful as well. Especially when we have a perfect spring day.

Self Reflection

Taken on the stairs in the parking garage as I prepared to leave work yesterday. Just for fun.

Breathing Room

weebug — Fri, 08 Apr 2011 18:59:19 +0000

Life doesn’t give me much breathing room. I find myself coming up for gasps of air between work, the kids, the pets, Husbeast and poorly attempted household maintenance. Finding a sense of balance isn’t easy and I have been trying to capture moments in among the craziness of just surviving.

92/365 Front Porch

I am lucky to get a bit of exercise snuck into my work day by determidly taking the stairs when at all possible, and devoting my short breaks to a few flights (of stairs, not actual flying) here and there. On weekends I try to go for a very long walk with my camera in tow and playlist on my iPhone. For me, it brings back memories of going for long walks with Papa when I was young. We would tramp about Washougal, occassionally picking up recycle cans and bottles, chatting about school or life in a small town, but mainly I remember the moments of quiet between us, interspersed with gentle history lessons about the town, the homes, the people. I wonder if I am now holding the torch of tradition. Papa’s eye’s are still bright blue with life and laughter, but at almost 88, his days of tramping the hills are waning. I wonder if either of my daughters will capture my hand and follow me through streets and paths, like I did with my father. So much to think, ponder, dream.

Herbivore Redux

There is knitting. Always with the knitting. I ripped out my first attempt at Herbivore, the yarn and resulting fabric just wasn’t speaking to me. I like this incarnation so much better. The yarn is Pashmi. Very lovely and soft.

97/365 Start if something new

I am also starting a new sock blanket. The one for Shann is basically finished, I just need to weave in the ends and fix a couple of places where the yarn split and it is literally hanging by a thread.

Signs of Spring

weebug — Tue, 15 Mar 2011 05:49:23 +0000

Unlike my own gardens, the planters at work change with the seasons. My bulbs are just starting to poke through the earth, while the ones at work get a jump start by planting them ready to go.

73/365

Today I was cheered to see these daffodils lining up in row, gently swaying in the breeze, the reflection captured in the marble below. Spring doesn’t officially start until next week, yet we were treated to a spectacular preview.

A sprinkling of snow

weebug — Wed, 12 Jan 2011 05:01:25 +0000

It probably won’t be here in the morning, but for now it is pretty.

11/365

There is something about winter. The crispness of the air, clouds full of the expectation of snow, while children lay sleepless in anticipation of the no school bulletin blaring over the radio.

10/365 the moon at night

Cold crisp winter beauty. Magical.

Reflections

weebug — Mon, 03 Jan 2011 03:46:00 +0000

The Christmas tree has been dismantled, break for the kids will be over in the morning and life goes on as usual. I was kind of sad to see the Christmas tree go though. It was one of the prettier trees we have had over the past years.

Christmas Casualty

I spent yesterday afternoon hanging out with some of my knitting buddies. I got some major knittage done on my current test knitting project and I got out of the house for a bit. A win-win in my book.

The snowmen just refuse to stop being knit!

Silliness and other musings

weebug — Tue, 21 Dec 2010 07:45:18 +0000

Saturday we finally got our tree. Only a week later than we had intended, but some years are like that. We had fun though and despite the good nature of the squabbling, came home with a very nice Nobel Fir.

last vestiges of autumn

The pictures that I took of the event were okay, but the evening was somewhat clear and there was a good view of the moon. I love that in the waning days of autumn, that there are still a few leaves hanging on the branches, standing crisp and clear against the moon.

Perspective

weebug — Wed, 08 Dec 2010 07:57:50 +0000

Elizabeth Edwards died today of breast cancer. It makes me sad that women are still dying of this disease. She fought with dignity and grace, in the face of more adversity than many of us ever face. I greatly admire the way that she dealt with the fight against this awful disease.

It gives me pause however. I find myself extremely grateful that I have had 10 years since my own diagnosis, but along with that knowledge that things could have been very different. Each and every day is a gift. And I am thankful for that.