Correspondence Theory

About halfway through section 1B.

Also, I've started writing letters again.
It feels connected and slow, intimate and lovely.

There's so little going on that I thought I wouldn't have a thing to say, but it turns out that slow life reveals a depth of wonder to share. Gratitude for music, the delight a full moon flowering, the magic of the rhythm of the bees in the yard.

Yarn love!

Yarn love from Michelle! With tea!

Almost all the mountain of yarn is in storage, and the Artemis Blanket is going to take quite a bit, especially with the elaborate cables that are dancing through my mind.

Work on the book looks like knitting and listening to Erica practice Bach via a live feed from Twitter, or cello music streaming into the living room. My community is digital, now, and I'm craving some analogue interaction. It's time for letter writing again.

Artemis Blanket

Section 1A is nearly complete: 4.5x60 inches.
Neither Tiu not I has can be bothered to be motivated much.  Days are knitting, tea, a walk in the cemetery, moving the lawn chair as the sun meanders through the backyard; evenings are dinner, cards or Scrabble, Netflix, looking at the growing moon. This is life, now. It seems it has always been this way.

More cables

I started a new project, a blanket with cables using Blue Sky Fibers Woolstok in October Sky. The color is just beautiful. I'm designing on the needle again, which is always a bit chaotic and magical.

I designed it in sections so that it's easier to cart about, even though none of us goes anywhere anymore. Looking forward to seeing what is revealed. Knitting is my meditation, my yoga, my sauna in this new land.

This is section 1A.
After a veritable disaster of a triple skein, Tiu is learning some manners about knitting