When coming home (it does not make any difference if you come by a car or by a plane) I always get this feeling of sky being closer to the ground, it does not appear to be quite as high as anywhere else... I have wondered why it feels this way. Now I just think that the reason for this is that my heaven is right here. I don't want to be anywhere else, this is fine, this is perfect.
It is May. The May light is like magic. The sun is up at about 0430 and goes down about 10 at night. And it gets better by the day. The migranting birds are coming back. Two days ago I heard swans making these funny noises - "deep honking calls" by Wikipedia - above the lake, they were looking for water to be able to land, but the lake still has ice cover. But the snow is mostly gone. This is how the ice on the lake was early this morning.
Again the long and dark and blue winter is behind. Mr Cat and little Tina are enjoying the hunting. There are so many voles out there. The cat stays out all night long and is getting picky with the food that is being served inside. My stomach turns when I see him eating out but try to stay calm and tell myself that this is the reason we have him. It is his job to keep the house free of these little creatures and he is very good at his work and is very diligent. Little Tina is almost as successful as he.
The old black Labrador Miina has grown more grey hair over the winter. The girls have got out the roller skates and take the dogs for walks with skates but Miina is getting too old for this sport. She can't and does not want to keep the speed the girls are making so she gets behind. Maybe walking with me these little rounds with low speed is all she needs any more.
While away I did some Koigu knitting.
Once home I have had hard time getting back into a good knitting mood. I have done few rows on my Pacific Shawl but knitting silk blend is very difficult with dry, rough and cracked skin that the garden tending is causing. I really wonder if I'm able to finish the shawl before the ice on the lake is gone. I'm knitting already the lace edging but am not very far yet.
The past two days I have been going through my books and mags looking for a nice pattern that would not require any adjustments. I don't seem to be able to handle any kind of a knitting challenge right now. I want something very simple and easy. And have told myself that any simple pattern is fine and I can go and buy or mail order any yarn my little heart desires. And guess what, I can't find anything. Only patterns that talk to me right now are the sock patterns but their calling is also very vague.
So I have decided to sit outside at the steps facing the lake and sip coffee and wait until I hear a strong pattern call. The temperatures have been exceptionally high the past days and the weather forecast is promising even higher to the weekend. Somehow I enjoy these quiet days and at the moment don't need the turmoil that the inspiration brings. Right now there is nothing between me and the waking nature. When - I fear it is not far - the yarn starts talking with big letters and loud voice again, my vision gets blurred and I see the whole world through wool and fibers again... and the only thing I'm able to focus at is the knitting.
But today I will just look at the spring and be happy to be back home.
PS. The Austrian Stockings are not going to happen in the near future. The best yarn though for the stockings should be quite tightly spun so the cabling without the needle would be easier I think. But I have not swatched any new yarns for them since the Sisu did not work.