Things were going so well with my washcloth exploration…I loved how the ribbing was turning out…until it quite literally turned into a big ball of knots. (I had to cut the needles out, I swear!) I can’t figure out for the life of me where I went wrong…thus ends my foray into pattern designing. ~weak grin~ I went back to Grandma’s tried and true. Sometimes there’s no need to re-invent the wheel. And this buttery, sunny yellow! I know pulling it out of the drawer will make me smile.

I always seem to read Cloudy Jewel once a year, and it always seems to happen as Fall returns. It’s probably all the delicious descriptions of fall scenery and foods in this one.  This one is a bit out of the pattern for GLH as it’s not about a young woman, but an older one, an aunt, chosen by her nephew and niece to be guardian as they go through their college years- not that they particularly need one, but they recognize the need for a mother/soft-place-to-land. (Their mother had died very early in their lives.) It particularly struck me reading this time that Aunt Jewel had some pretty good ideas about mothering teens.

Sharing with Ginny.

It’s been a slow knitting and reading week. There hasn’t been much time. I’ve put in a few rows on each while waiting for something. I should sit down and figure the decrease again, because the gray one is decreasing oddly. I think I may have missed a stitch. I have barely scratched the surface of Wild in the Hollow, but I know it will be good. I’ve been reading Amber’s blog since its birth, and I trust her in the journey she is getting ready to take me on. I’ve been looking forward to the book’s release for a long, long time.

Sharing with Ginny.

I am trying to finish my pillow cover…I was just about to begin the decrease when, distracted in the car, I dropped a bunch of stitches. Even with a lifeline in, I couldn’t figure out how to fix it, and thus had to frog it all the way back and begin again. I am determined!

I read All the Light We Cannot See on our travels through hills and curves and long long roads, next to the river, the wind whispering in the trees…there is no wonder why it won the Pulitzer. It will shatter you, knit you back together. I have no words but tears. Absolutely five stars.

Sharing with Ginny.