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This is day 12 in my 31 Days series on sustainable dwelling. For an introduction and more posts, head here!

So much to explore - and to taste! Tobin's finally decided that food is something he's interested in (perhaps it was the bit of Brooklyn's cookie that I offered him...) Not that that's stopped him sampling every non-food item he comes across.

I got to introduce Brooklyn to a new food last week - we stopped in the Green Corner Store for a couple of reusable straws, and took advantage of their vegan-friendly soda fountain to share a scoop of lemon sorbet. Because of her dairy allergy, she hasn't had ice cream, so she was intrigued (and delighted) by the cold tart stuff.

There's been a delicious mix of cool and warm weather. Some days perfect for trying sorbet, and others for evening walks as a family. We've been trying to make the most of every day, whatever weather it brings.

There are still plenty of ordinary tasks to fill in between the adventures. Tobin was beyond thrilled to go grocery shopping just-us-two on Saturday while Adam and Brooklyn ran a work-related errand. He's such a sweet, snuggly, social little guy - and he's always being outrun by his older sister. I read him a book a few days ago - he turned the pages for me very nicely, and I realized that I hadn't ever read just him a book. Poor baby!

There's the State Fair to look forward to this week - and for the cooling nights, I've discovered that the library system can send an item from any location to any location, so we can watch Sherlock without actually having to go to the main branch. I've half-memorized the books and Adam's only experience is the Robert Downey Jr incarnation, so this should be interesting for both of us!

Just everyday, ordinary comings and goings - but I'm trying to be intentional in even the small decisions.


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31 Days of Unraveling Designs

It's that time of year again... the 31 Days writing challenge starts today! Bloggers from all over will be writing every day of the month of October on the topic of their choosing. This will be my fourth year participating - the first year I did 7 for 31, and spent a month going through Jen Hatmaker's book 7. The second year I did 31 Days of Sustainable Dwelling, and wrote about local and fair trade living. Last year I was busy but still wanted to participate, so I went the easy route with 31 Days of Everyday Beautiful.

This year I'm diving into my greatest passion: knitting! I'll spend this month looking at past designs and talking about the inspiration behind them, so there will be plenty of regular life mixed in with the stitching - and there may be discount codes for the patterns that I write about. You'll just have to read and see!

Pattern index:

Pageturner Mitts
Hogwarts House Tie
Urban Artemis
Graffiti for Humanity
Love Out Loud
Strange Jacket


In order to change your knitting, you must first change yourself. I've lost track of how many times I've said that, or how many people I've said it to. Frustrated new knitters wondering why their work is loose or tight or uneven or really anything less than perfect. But something I love about knitting is that it's a record of your inner dialogue. That swatch knit at the yarn store table with a cozy cup of coffee and a helpful (and more experienced) knitter nearby is going to be a lot more relaxed than the sweater begun a week later while sitting next to a hospital bed - just like the knitter.

Unfortunately, this also applies to my own knitting. For years, I was apparently unaffected by the shifts and turmoils in my own life, so I assumed that I was exempt from the rule - when the reality was, in fact, that I wasn't really experiencing any of those on anything deeper than a surface level because everything was deadened by depression. When I finally started to really…


A few years ago, I was introduced to the concept of replacing the traditional list of resolutions with a single word. It appealed to me - I am not a big list person, but I love language and words and meanings and etymology and metaphor and... ahem. Ennyhoo. I liked the idea.
I've never chosen the word. It's always presented itself to me - and last year was no different. Pacific was very insistent, even though I tried to argue with it. Pacific? What does that even mean? What am I supposed to do with that?
But I accepted it, and I'm glad I did. I learned about depth and calm, about storm and nurture, about faith and adventure - and about the unstoppable ocean of God's grace, that overwhelms to fill and cleanse and bring blessings unasked.
So I'm bidding pacific a very fond farewell, and welcoming spark and whatever lessons it would like to bring. I invited it in with a copper wire punctuated with tiny lights and wrapped around my mood board, and I've got an empt…