Friday, July 29, 2016

July!



May and June flew by as did almost July, but here I am at the blog and I have truly missed being here. I have talked to you in my head, but I am not sure if you have heard my musings, thus here comes the written edition. For most of May and June I did a lot of work (cleaning) both inside and outside of the house and knitted or crocheted very, very little, if any really. I did finish one pair of socks that were cast on months ago and knitted with twined knitting a pair of fingerless mittens (pictures coming at some point)... crocheted little cowl and tried to keep up with Mother Nature making few flowers.
The girls have been coming and going for most of the summer, it has been lovely visiting with them and again next week the house is going to be full. And me, as much as I love being at home, have been traveling a lot too.
Earlier this spring, we bought a little camper car, I am not sure just what would be the right word for it, but we call our little car “an adventurous playhouse” and she has taken us all over this summer. While winters are long and quiet, summers are short and intense, the whole of Finland is bursting of things to do and has lots of happenings and for a long time we have been talking about visiting these happenings and never having the time nor energy to book the accommodation and tickets in advance. Now that we have the perfect means to get around, we can just stuff the cabinets with food and put clean linens on the bed and go, and it has made life so much simpler.
We went to see Deep Purple and Uriah Heep perform in Oulu… Echoes from the youth. We went to
MidnightFilm Festival in Sodankylä and saw amazing films and met few friends. Very enjoyable! We made a quick dip up north to the cabin and a longer one to the southern Sweden. We visited southern Finland, there was a music festival in Järvenpää. Last summer we went to Pori Jazz but this summer it did not work with our schedule, but hopefully next summer again. The to-do-and-see is longish. In August we are planning to go to Pyhä Unplugged and possibly one other music happening before the country quiets down for the winter.
We were little skeptical about this caravaning and all the time still talk about if this is just a phase that will pass, but so far, so enjoyable. We take turns in driving, I am not very comfortable doing it, it feels like a challenge every time I am behind the wheel, but it is getting easier little by little. Our car is on the small range and I preferred it that way, knowing that I would need to drive too.
Summer so far has been warm and damp; rain showers almost daily. Not continuous rain but hard showers that get everything so, so wet. The grass is very thick and lush, all my roses are blooming, they thoroughly love the weather. Tina, my little old dog, has had lots of health issues this summer and we have visited the vet frequently. She made a remark that Finnish Spitz has many lives, nearly as many as cats do and she seems younger than her age, but she turned already 12 last week. It has been very hot lately as well and her fur coat is thick and the heat wave has been hard on her. Ruusu is doing just fine, she turned 6 and has reached the age when words start to mean lots of different things. It is like she now knows all the gestures and facial movements and is very good interpreting those but is figuring out that words have lots of different meanings. When I talk to her she tilts her head and pushes her ears forward and looks very intensely into my eyes. Of course she knows all the usual stuff, come and go and sit and eat and stay etc. but I am sure she is figuring out wider vocabulary at the moment. Tina’s is wide, but she has had years to add on to that. Väinö is getting to be a big boy; he hunts (he is a very good mouser!) through nights and is building muscles by climbing trees and running around. It does not really make me happy to see the actual hunting, but it is very important task here in the country and therefore I must respect him for that.

Did you know that when civilization reached the point of cultivating the land and having crops, cats became very, very important for humans as crops needed to be stocked and cats kept the critters away and the crops clean. 
Yesterday while I was putting away laundry, I opened the wardrobe that has most of my woollies in there and I took a longing look at my most favorite grey cardigan. It is a store bought one, very light and very big and for the first time in weeks, wool spoke to me. My surroundings feed my inspiration, and if it is warm, my wool stops talking to me. There is total silence. No words, none. But yesterday, the words were quiet, more like a whisper, but we made a connection.

The sun just came out from behind the clouds and it is sunny again, but I feel a light, warm, tender pull - my wool and me will be united again in a few weeks. The desire to knit has not gone away, it is just taking a little rest. There is a time for everything.
In the meantime, I will need to vacuum the adventurous playhouse and do some housekeeping there as she will be on the road again in a couple of weeks.
Wool with you,
Lene

Monday, May 16, 2016

Welcoming hearts



May continues to be lovely. I could not love any month more than I love this beautiful May. The lake pictures were taken last night around 10pm, when all was calm. Tonight there are tiny ripples on the lake and the sky is very overcast.
I have been little behind with my spring chores (cleaning both inside and outside the house) because of being away from home so much during the past month. All the undone jobs started to weigh me down until this past weekend, I finally got started and although very little is done, I am on the way. I really liked washing the windows today! Who would have guessed? Out of the three difficult windows, two are done and only one remains to be done. I have never counted all the squares that I need to do, most of the windows are triple ones, but out of all of them I have three that are tricky to open and I end up washing the outer layer from the outside and that means that I need to get out the ladder. Out of the three, the hardest one is left. I hope to get it done tomorrow.
Every time lately when buying groceries, I have brought home a small rose from the supermarket to be planted into a pot. So far I have four. It is cold during the night and my last task every night is to collect the pots and bring them inside and in the morning along with the dogs, the roses go out. I place them outside to a sunny spot where northerly winds cannot touch them. They bring me so much joy, and the flower season is still all ahead, it is only May!
I am continuing in making little leaves and flowers but in between I have knitted hearts. Last week when waiting for the inspiration to hit me to get me started on this cleaning business, I sort of let the house go into a bad condition; I kept leaving stuff lying around always telling me that soon I will start… One morning when I was passing the entrance, I stopped and took a long look and was not at all happy of what I was looking at: shoes that had been kicked off here and there, lots of sand and mud, spider webs, dust, bags on the floor and on the chair… What depressed me most was the fact that you could walk into this house without having a clue that an enthusiastic and passionate knitter lives here. The revelation left me sad and empty somehow and during the whole day, I kept wondering what I should do, what could I do to remedy that. I knew I would eventually clean the mess, but that would not take care of the fact that something was missing, the knitting was and is missing. If you looked very carefully, you could spot a scarf or a shawl on a hook somewhere there, but nothing else.
I thought that I would make new curtains for the windows there and after tossing away the idea of knitting white lace curtains, I found a big piece of this beautiful blue Marimekko print that has small houses on it and decided that it would work. The blue is so strong and deep, that I started to see red in my mind’s eye. Red… what could be red, what could I make in red, knitted and red? I have always loved the colorful bunting but have never made any, and I thought that maybe now I could make red heart bunting.
I knitted the first heart and then the second and now I have six and maybe I will need a couple of more. I did little bit of embroidery on them and now I am worried of making them too cute, they need to be warm and welcoming but they definitely cannot be too cute. There is a very thin line there and I truly hope I can stay on the better side of the line.

If I cross the line, there is always the seam ripper. Let’s hope I don’t need to come to that.

Wool hearts with you,
Lene