practicing distraction

Trying to notice the quiet things, the shift in light, the rough edges, trying to shake that feeling of losing time, not settling between knitting and sewing, not settling between winter and spring (that’s the same now un- snowy hillside from my previous snowy post, it was near 70° yesterday and tomorrow’s forecast is 8″ of snow). Pulling fabrics for practice, before fussy cutting for friends, telling myself the only way to conquer all my zipper hang-ups, is to buy 200+ yards of zip coil and just get on with it (those smooth matte buttery pulls are everything ♡). Wishing more days were as simple as contemplating sun patches.

Ready

The grey days, the false starts, the melt, the mud, the fresh restlessness of seeing bare ground. The warmth of constantly being above freezing and an end to bundling and unbunling whenever you go anywhere. Feeling small, new, little green things (who knows what they are) poking out of the bleek landscape. I’m ready for new projects, bubbling over with ideas and longing for straight from the garden vegetables, I’m ready for you spring. 💕