Glorious, bright, brisk day up here.
The sky is colored by soft pastels, there is lots of clean, white snow, and today is a perfect winter day… except that it is little bit too cold. The thermometer bluntly read -31°C (-24F) little while ago. I am not sure if this is a fact, but somehow it feels like you have booster glasses on, the world just seems so sharp and clear. I was looking at Ruusu’s face when I popped out this morning with her and thought that I have not seen her so clearly for a long time.
Ruusu is a veteran, she knows that one has to be quick, take care of the business and then return shortly inside, but the little one… Piisku wastes her time doing all sorts of nonsense, like eating snow and then when she has to go, it looks cumbersome, because she tries to handle her business with holding one or two paws in the air and that just makes things impossible, and then it takes even more time. Often, we must return inside for a while and then try again…
Piki has truly good wool socks and long johns on, but even he enjoys sleeping on the couch.
Mr Cat sits on a dresser that is in front of the window and looks outside. His basket is on that dresser, it is up there, so that the dogs won’t bother him, while he naps, but last night, I am sure, he felt the draft and came and curled into a tight roll right next to me.
The fires are lit, I have hot tea next to me, I keep gazing out of the window, it is quiet, calm and a good day to write the blog. When the New Year was gone, Christmas put away, everyone gone and I was left alone in the house (except for the fur-coated ones), I dropped into hibernation. I truly did. Nothing has got done, I walk daily, cook little, simple meals to myself, feed the dogs, read little bit, take naps, but that is about it. I have been turning pages in my calendar, one after another, with not many markings… I really have not been busy, nor sick, just hibernating.
I have not been making many knitting or crochet or other crafting plans. I hope as the years goes on; I will think of something to make. I seem to have socks on the needles all the time and have so far knitted four pairs. The crochet blanket that I started before Christmas has gotten quite big. One little bunny was born. But it still feels like I have done very little. Maybe because there is no hurry, no hurry at all and because I have not felt the thrill and excitement of a new project.
The socks have not provided any excitement… I knit them because I need them.
I am crocheting the blanket to use some of the old yarns I have and the most excitement I get from it, is when I realize that again, another little ball of yarn is gone and the yarn level in the box slowly sinks. Those small balls I have seem to have more meters that I thought was possible.
But I did get little excitement of this little bunny person.
First, I made her and but a bow into her ear.
Of course, she needed clothes and so got them, several items.
In the spirit of hibernating, she had to have a sleeping bag.
And in preparation of Easter, I made her a little basket to hide in.
Thank you for reading again and waiting for me to get out of this slumber… now that I have recovered, you can expect me to be back sooner.
Hope all is well with you and your year has a good start!
Wool with you,