To celebrate the season with the long days we are running through the wet woods. We are building with the stones on the beach. We are eating all things fried and sweet. We are not weeding our garden.
At night, I've been fretting about the jungled garden. About all of the fresh, homemade meals that I did not make. About the time that they'll spend away from me come fall.
But our ordinary scattered, summer ramblings are extraordinarily joyful. I am lucky.
Our romp on the beach early this week was unexpectedly chilly. So, when my daughter asked if she could use the sweater that I was knitting, in the spirit of this summer of no structure, I agreed. I tore the yarn that would tangle it and looped up the ends so that they wouldn't slow her down. Can you spy the circulars still dangling from the half finished sleeve?
Earlier in the month, I had the good fortune of winning a giveaway on the Gypsy Forest blog. It included Heather Ross's new book and a precious little bundle of her fabrics.
I'm hoping to finish up my daughter's Livie Sweater and to begin this book. Have you read it?
