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May 07 2012

Love from Plummer’s Hollow

Pink lady slipper orchid.

April 30 2012

Journeying

After a hectic April full of travel and friends and family (all regenerative and joyful) and humungous amounts of work (partially draining), I’m off for a fortnight. Pennsylvania, bring it on! I have a spork and I (think I) know how to use it.

April 29 2012

April 22 2012

April 18 2012

To count or not to count

When I thought of telling off the tally of the days it happened at the balance point – the time wished to pass was also that which was desired. Two equal piles of sand, one willed swift sifting, the other slow flowing.

At first the irony was too great – and what if a sudden alteration in the laws of time got tangled in transmission: the first fortnight crawled, the second sped? No counting, then.

But not counting was not possible. I have come to rest somewhere between the now and then. Each morning a new whirl of weather in the cherry’s supple branches, a new scumble of sky. A tally of the losing count.

April 17 2012

Honey bees

Mod: increasing immediately after the purl of the 4-st border using a left-leaning increase (insert left needle from back to front of strand between needles, knit into the left leg of it). Also thumb cast on and normal cast off. It’s only nine stitches!

I love this pattern. Love, love, love it. But the first version fell just a tiny weeny bit short of perfection. About four inches in fact. The truth is that it’s just not quite wide enough to wrap comfortably around my neck without fairly quickly falling off. I love it, I love the softness and denseness of the fabric of it, I wear it lots, but ultimately I want another, one that doesn’t gently unwind.

So the search began for another yarn. Another yarn which would be the colour of honey. Much trawling of the internet took place, searches through etsy and folksy and ebay and the like. No luck. Nothing was quite right.

Until, one day, I searched the ravelry stashes of 4ply yarn in the yellow colour spectrum that stashers were willing to trade or sell. And there they were! Two skeins of the absolutely perfect yarn, colourway…. honey.

So I’m going up a needle size and getting stuck in.

April 14 2012

Slail on heather
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April 01 2012

Stations of the week – an introduction

This series was inspired by a comment by Beth to an earlier post which was, not particularly wittily, entitled Stations of the cross London rail journey. She picked up on my (embarrassingly flippant) reference to the Christian tradition of the Stations of the Cross and asked “Why not do a whole set of contemporary London “stations of the cross” during Holy Week?”

This left me in something of a dilemma. I loved the idea but am not a Christian and know little of the iconography of the Stations of the Cross nor the ritual and significance of Holy Week. I felt uncomfortable about attempting anything relating to something I knew nothing about.

However it occurred to me, aided by Beth’s wonderful account of teaching meditation practices, that they didn’t have to be an equivalent of or reference to anything in particular, they could be dealt out in pairs over the seven days (14 stations over one week) just as they are, working together or not, working with the viewer or not, but as a possible prompt for reflection.

Finally, since I had to cross London yesterday, by train, and accidentally started off by going in entirely the wrong direction, and had my phone with me, I managed in a totally unplanned way, but with increasing concentration and intention as the day went on, to take a picture of precisely 14 of the stations I passed through. Some are from the platform, some from the train while stationary and some from the train while moving.

They will appear in pairs in the order in which they were taken. They’re exactly as they came out of the phone apart from one which has been cropped to make an individual who appears in it (who I do not know and whose permission I had not asked) slightly less obviously identifiable; one has been straightened. I’m hoping to upload them in such a way that if you click on them you see a larger version since some contain text which would be difficult to read in a small frame.

Thank you, Beth, and I hope you find calm and joy as well as much to reflect upon amid the chaos!

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