Today is beautiful. The best of autumn, crisp and clear with stunning displays of glorious colour everywhere you look.
We had a grim weekend with non stop rain for nearly 48 hours. We also had an upsetting (and expensive) incident involving squirrels and rusty barbed wire. Two surgeries later with a hefty bill we are now feeling better. Mostly we are on crate rest, but under supervision while its sunny, soaking up the last of the summer warmth seems like a beneficial healing strategy.
With the next lot of blood results due this week I find I am restless. The uncertainty is unsettling at best. Time is now chopped into short fat blocks of weeks. Learning to live with a deteriorating future is tricky at best. I have found huge therapy in concentrating on various projects. Making stuff by hand concentrates my mind and requires my full attention. This especially so when my bones are loosing strength so that jobs which I have never engaged any thought in, now require methodical step by step concentration.
Here are some of my knitted panels ready to be made into my new zipped, lined pouches. I have had so much encouragement for these I am making more.
I have a shaming amount of ‘stuff’. I am doing what craft fairs I think I can manage. This has actually been an amazing experience. From the least expected places have come such wonderful support and kindness. I have been humbed by a few people these last few weeks. You know who you are, but I have to record my heartfelt thanks to Maggie, Rebecca and Sharon in particular. Guys you are true lights.
Meanwhile I can hang my washing out – literally!
Next week I will know what the following few weeks will hold. Strange, this way of thinking. All decisions out of my control and yet somehow I keep planning my life. Our new baby (my 4th granddaughter) is due in October (towards the end) and this event has been my ‘carrot’ since January. This wonderful event certainly puts everything else into perspective. What a wonderful event to focus on.
In the meantime, I keep making….. (going to have to use a horsebox to transport all the baby gear if shes late!!).