This past week has been grueling. The normal running of a house + homeschooling a 10 year old + trying not to strangle a 19 year old + painting enormous walls + Oldest Daughter’s post surgery issues + a knitting rock star in town + major remodel happening + soon arriving out of town guests = one tired brain.
Yesterday, in between coats of bright yellow paint, I relaxed by putting up some Cranberry Jam. It was a little bit of zen, to stand at the stove, crushing cranberries with the back of a spoon.
I am not sure when making food in jars became my deep breath, but I like it. Tomorrow is for Cherry Preserves.
Last week I pressed on with the Baby Kimono & Hat.
So cute! The fabric is actually a deep red. The sweater will be worn for just a few short weeks, but it is totally worth the effort.
Saturday evening I was trying not to be mad at Husband, so I sat down and finished his socks.
It is hard to be mad at a man who appreciates handknit socks the way he does.
Solstice Slip turned into Dash.
Winter Birches was almost frogged and is now in a time out.
Taking it out of the bag to photograph has rekindled my desire to frog it. A bunch of little knit-picky things about it that I do not like.
Birnam Wood is still in its bag, the most patient waiter of all.