Poetry

 I’d forgotten how much I love poetry. And without my books handy, I can only find stuff online, but still. 

“Separation

Your absence has gone through me

Like thread through a needle.

Everything I do is stitched with its color.”

— W.S. Merwin

Jared is back working, which means travel. After almost 7 months of him working from home, this is difficult. And yet, the beginning of a return to normalcy is a relief. But I miss him, and I miss our old house. So I am dipping into my stash of ebooks, and re-reading the most comforting of them. I am knitting on projects old and new, because each stitch is one more soft and soothing act. And I am hugging Emmett, when he holds still, because someday he will not and I will miss him. 

Happy Things:

* autumn weather, and autumn leaves as they shift from green to gold

* chocolate

* handknit sweaters. or really, any sweater. it’s like wearing a hug.

* i have access to the storage unit (and my stash) again

* my family

* my friends

* going to church in person again, and singing!

* God is good. 

Settling in

 We are out of our old house, and our possessions are mostly in storage now. I know where all my yarn is in the storage unit (of course!), but there really isn’t space in this house for much outside of our clothing. And that’s okay- we got our immediate needs taken care of (space in each bedroom for us and clothes), so we can work slowly through the less urgent stuff. After the bedroom, our priority was to get the food out of the family room. Since we combined our pantry with Dennis & Colleen’s pantry, there was a LOT of food we needed to find a place for. We sorted our stuff, and pulled everything else out of the pantry, piling it on the counters and table and floor. Then Jared and Dennis added a shelf, and I went through and consolidated half-opened boxes of things. But everything fits, and we can find all of it now! Best of all, the family room is empty of food, so we can sit down and visit without kicking over pasta boxes. (Let’s ignore the longer term food storage that is still piled on the pool table in the basement, shall we?)

Our weather has turned, and it’s autumn time now, which means wassail. Morgen made a batch last week, which lasted all of 3 days. Hyrum is keeping busy with school, and announcing some of his high school’s  football games for his TV Broadcasting class. The rest of us are continuing to work and get used to living in this new place. (or, in Dennis’ case, get used to living with all these people.)

And I pulled out Emmett’s sweater to see if it fits:

It does. Isn’t he adorable?

I’ve finished a sweater (Sunday Morning Tee, knit in Quince & Co’s Tern, colorway Mist):

 and am now picking up an older work in progress. 

Good things:

* wassail (and hot cocoa, of course)

* knitting, yarn, and knitting friends

* good music

* courtesy of a recent dentist appt, I have clean teeth and no new cavities

* the chance to repent and renew my committments to God and my family

* family- especially Emmett, who changes and grows so much each day

* my country, despite its challenges, is a great place

* God is so good to me