Friends, I fell off the knitting wagon. I fell off so bad I think there was an entire month where I did not pick up my knitting once. I started sewing instead which is a completely different story. It was only about three weeks ago, when I found myself on a long journey, that I realised what I had been missing but also how much my life has changed.
It’s pretty much redundant to say at the moment, but 2020 has been a rather odd year. Why I know I’m lucky is that I can look back over the year so far and, leaving aside the general worry and sadness over the pandemic, find some genuinely lovely moments.
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Around a month ago, I was out for a walk by the Union Canal in Edinburgh. It had just snowed, again, but the sun was starting to come out. I ended up hurrying home well before the sunset, but it must have been beautiful that night. I thought we were at the end of winter; spring must be around the corner and then a slow happy slide into summer and sunshine.
Instead, I find my winter mentality continuing as the world feels less stable around me. I’ve focused on good food, hot tea, my knitting; luxuries that I know I am grateful for.
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Day trips are wonderful. I think I sometimes enjoy them more than full blown holidays. You wake up, head off somewhere new, get a cracking lunch, wander around enjoying yourself and then are back at home in time for dinner! Throw in some nice weather, a cute dog or two, and a nice spot to knit, it’s a special treat of a day.
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