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9/19/18 things

I’m kind of a perfectionist, it’s mellowed as I’ve gotten older, but some of those deep traits are still there.

I work in my studio occasionally ..actually pretty infrequently for having a dedicated space and I really want that to change. I’m not entirely sure what the hang up is, but I’m starting with a deep clear out, some monochromatic reorganization (to lessen my visual over stimulation) and a light shift in how I use the space. Can you have too many art supplies?

One idea is to move my stash up there and have an always accessible place for my swift and winder.

The finished idea motivates me, but I really really f-ing hate the process, the mess and the overwhelm. Oh hey distraction, I made a ice cream charm! (p.s it’s not strawberry, it’s bubblegum)

And there was also realtime ice cream distraction ..they may have went to the parlor without me, but they brought me home a pint of half melted Superman!

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Early September

That time of year that casually floats back and forth between summer and fall.

There’s been windows open days and sweltering melt in a puddle days.

There’s been cold lunches and hot suppers.

There’s been procrastiknitting,

travel knitting,

and actual knitting.

There’s been good days and bad days.

There’s been bookstores and birthdays.

I love the slow indecisive progression, yearning for one and missing the other, sometimes it’s that little bit of disturbance, that unpredictability that I need to wake me.

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Bonnet Pattern: Beloved by Tin Can Knits.

Yarn: Tosh Dk by Madelinetosh, colorway The Radness.

Late August

The changing light softens my rush, slow knits and murky colors are now filling my thoughts.

I’m ready to breathe again, life’s been slightly uncomfortable and filled with much too much stuff.

I only have the tiniest of sock toes to show.

The oaks are shedding and the squirrels are bickering about it. Again with that changing light, late August chilly evenings are my favorite 💕

I may be undoing more than I’m doing, but that’s ok, getting lost in a moment of simple distraction (whether or not productive) is beautifully useful in its own way.