Skip to main content

In Circles

The marker indicating the highest point in the state of Arkansas (a grand half mile above sea level, but I'll take what I can get in the rice fields). Adam and I (and Tobin) attended a military marriage retreat at Mount Magazine last weekend, and hiked to the top during the "date night" session.

Happy mail from my Fair Trade Friday subscriptions - I wore some earrings (not these) to the retreat and may have sold someone there a subscription. It's so fun to get a surprise package every month - and even better knowing that it benefits women all over the world!

All of the driving there and back gave me plenty of knitting time - I started this blanket with scrap yarn six years ago and I've been slowly adding to it since. Now it's completed, almost 6 feet across, and everything I hoped it would be when I started it.

With the blanket off my conscience, I happily tackled a commissioned creative project - painting/handlettering a sign. This is exactly the sort of thing that I would love to do more often, but recognize that I would quickly run out of space for my finished pieces, so I don't. Grateful to Micaiah for thinking of me!

Tobin has been displaying his creativity, as well - he built a fake air freshener out of Legos to replace the actual one, which he desperately wants to play with but isn't allowed. While I was impressed (and simultaneously disturbed) by his genius, I still confiscated his prize when I spotted him with it.

Look at him, sittin' there all innocent, eating his cookie and trying to decide if he likes chocolate chips or not...


Popular posts from this blog

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…