Even More Socks
This is the beginning of sock 3.1. Well on my way to six pairs in 2015.
Socks 2.1 and 2.2
Lift
Sock knitting lifts my spirits, something that was much needed today. May your spirits be lifted, your hearts rested and encouraged.
Small Moments
I am craving time at home and not getting enough of it. To compensate, I have been filling all of the at-home minutes with things I love. I need to be here more.
Love
The bears plus one. To see them loving and sharing their world with this small one warms my heart. May their lives be full of joyful love.
Injustice
We waste so much while others go hungry. We are quick to buy without thinking. Every time I think we are moving away from careless consumption, I am brought up short by my own habits and actions. Read more…
Wonder
When I step into the kitchen with only the beginnings of an idea and no time pressures, those are the best times. Every ingredient gets its deserved attention and I can relax into the making of something I hope will be delicious.
No recipes, no complete plan. That I have come to this place fills me with wonder. If I can learn this, surely I can learn anything. If I can sit in the quiet of this Lenten season, with the beginnings of an idea and no time pressures. If I can sit and listen, what will grow?
Return
Time and time again I return to the comfort of a hot bath. Read more…
Who Am I?
Today I made a typo that caused ninety minutes of chaos at work. Yesterday I made a change that made a large positive difference. I am not my typos or my work. Read more…
Reflections
One of my friends from Wisconsin is now in seminary in Chicago. Her church is leading a Lenten season photo/drawing reflection series. Read more…
Holiday Weekend
Three-day weekends are greatly appreciated around these parts, especially when the wind chill brings temperatures down to unbearable lows and the snow drifts are taller than kindergarteners. I spent much of the time with The Kettle Slayer, cooking, eating, talking. All the things we don’t seem to do enough of during the busy days.
Today I drove up the mountain for an afternoon of laughter and productivity. I wound bunches of yarn and mended gloves before they were unmendable.
We made a cake!
I took some time to think about the new quilt, wondering if adding another fabric for the center panel will work.
Yesterday’s sermon has been rattling around my head too. Echoes of what I keep telling the bears and telling myself: more grace, less judgment. Not the easiest task except when you let it be easy. More grace, less judgment. I am practicing.
Naming Mountains 