Now that Zoe has seen the ocean and the tomatoes are turning red, it feels so very summery. Yet, I am starting to think ahead to fall. This is probably because I just planted pumpkins and butternut squash. I have never managed to time out a fall planting properly, but I am hoping to have pumpkins sweet potatoes and butternuts ready in time for thanksgiving. Along with the fallish mode, I have decided to (once again) try to knit. I am a very impatient person, and I have never really been able to keep at knitting. Once I did knit an entire bag; which was a rather failed project as my clever one-piece knitted bag's handle stretched out miles...which is evidence as to why someone like me should follow some instructions. I am also not that good at following instructions. This is why I am going to march down to Spinster Yarns, the wonderful tiny green and hip knitting shop in my favorite nearish neighborhood, Lauraville, and buy myself one of those hipster knitting books. I figure there are lots of babies due in the next year, and certainly will be more the years after that, and I should learn to knit baby hats, blankets, etc. Best gifts. Centering calming habit. Can be done while watching So You Think You Can Dance. And when the end of the world comes I can knit my family socks. Speaking of the end of the world - which I do because husbub is taking a class on environmental health at Bloomberg that is constantly filling him with dread about the upcoming Apocalypse caused by depleating resources - I also think we should buy a pressure cooker/canner. Wouldn't it be fabulous to preserve my own diced tomatoes, carrots, etc? Maybe make our own jams after a trip to some quaint berry farm? Or if we ever get a good harvest from our grape vines, homemade concord grape jelly! The picture of me knitting and canning jam is 100% hilarious. I will have to buy really hispster glasses and get a funky haircut, maybe a new tattoo, to balance out the grandma.
these are just ideas though. i havent yet picked up the knitting needles or bought a pressure canner. well see what happens.
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isn't it funny how with every old lady habit you take up, there is this concomitant need to prove you're not irrelevant yet? totally hear ya on the tattoo and hipster haircut thing. we must preserve our edge! somehow!
though i am very excited about your knitting resurrection. such a good embodied meditation, that.
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