This week has been full of emotions for all of us- the colds are all petering out- the time change threw us all for a bit of a loop- we are all looking forward to an extra long weekend. I found it really difficult to get outside and embrace any form of exercise or really even the fresh air this week- between my cold and the pounding rains that hammered the coast- I was perfectly content to just hang out inside! That said the clouds parted briefly yesterday and the rain held off for the majority of the day- only to be replaced by gusting winds- but none the less it was nice to stretch my legs!
When I set out I had a destination in mind- I wanted to hit our local sewing lounge Spool Of Thread for a bit of a browse- searching for a bit of inspiration and maybe some new patterns. Walking through one of my favourite neighbourhoods made me a bit sad- everything is looking so lonely- the swings normally full of Littles hung motionless over deep puddles of storm water. The field empty of all souls with the exception of a single dog who's owner stood huddled on the sidelines. It feels like just yesterday that my own Littles were enjoying the last rays of summer- barefoot and sweaty as they raced through the sand box. How are we possibly in November all ready?
The days are growing shorter and although it is a struggle for me to wrap my head around the grey- dark days- I know that before the light must come the darkness and so with this in mind I know longer days will return. Patience is not one of my virtues- in any regard including the changing seasons. It is no wonder that these are the nights that were once full of bonfires and celebration- of harvest and death- bringing lightness into the dark.
With new fabric on my cutting table and new wool begging to get onto my needles I am finding plenty to distract me from my maudlin tendencies. There is nothing more for me to do at this time of year than create- sew- knit- print- the creating of things to give away to my loved ones. No distractions like a magical trail to follow or beach to bask on- just snug inside days spent flexing my creative muscles- which is never a bad thing- in my opinion!
Friends it is Friday- the days seem to be flying by at an impossible speed- I guess that is what happens when school days mark your calendar. I hope this weekend finds you all warm and dry- surrounded by love- and coffee- plenty of coffee! Happy Friday Friends!