Current situation summed up on a page in my Sketch Journal (remember those Cats of Morocco?)
In other news, I posted again on Substack. In essence, I guess it’s a post about how to enjoy daily pleasures and small joys in these troubled days. Is it okay, or perhaps, is it necessary, when the previously unimaginable is in danger of becoming normalized? The post seemed to resonate with quite a few readers and elicited many thoughtful comments. Maybe you’d find it interesting as well; here’s a brief excerpt:
And again, I wonder about “Jesse in the back lane,” and whether he’s figured out what he’s missing, and why his bewildered question resonated so immediately with me. Are we all wondering what we’re missing? Is it okay that I find comfort against that aching question in these simple pleasures I’m privileged to enjoy? Time with loved ones, the comforts of a good meal, the pleasurable entertainment of a favourite show. How thin is the line between Jesse and I and what we are or are not missing?
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Meanwhile, out on the balcony . . .
I’m feeling a bit betwixt and between at the moment, something like this geranium, caught between summer and winter. . .
I was “over on the island” (in the city where I used to live) this past weekend, attending a significant event hosted by a recently widowed artist/friend (I say a bit more about that in that Substack piece). I stayed again in a cozy little room in a very clean (their claim to fame), very cute, little motel, mid-century-ish. Wood frame, so I could hear my neighbour above, not always conducive to a great sleep, and I had to walk a few kilometres to get back and forth from the downtown core of this small city, but I always feel both at home and as if I’m playing house there, solo.
Temperatures were just at freezing, so what I wore and what I carried in my weekender Pliage has to be light and had to be warm — all wool, in other words!
No change of shoes in that bag. I brought only the one pair of footwear — my Blundstones — and they served me well for the seven or so kilometres I walked daily, even over the light, sometimes slippery, blanket of snow on the sidewalk, laid down the last morning. . .
But back to that warm wool, you probably know that it can (and will probably eventually need to) be mended. . .
I’ve been mending a dress the moths had their way with while we were away, and I’ll share photos of that later. . . it was a big project and I’m glad I’m finished.
The holes in these socks that my son-in-law asked me to mend were much more manageable. I’ve finished this pair and am currently working on a second, with one last pair to go after that. . .
Meanwhile, I finished knitting a new pair that were almost done before last summer’s travels. . .
Not sure if I’ll keep these or give them away, but they’ll make their wearer smile, no?
And it feels good to finish up projects, even the small ones like mending a pair of socks.
Especially since another snowfall has left the sidewalks unfriendly for much walking, and I’m currently stuck close to the bathroom. If you’ve ever prepped for a colonoscopy, you’ll know. . .
I did get some walking in earlier in the week . . . love a hat with a good brim when the snow’s falling but I don’t want to carry an umbrella. . .
Next post here will be my January reading, which finished with this book. Highly recommended — and thanks to the one who mentioned it in the comments earlier. . .
I’d better run . . . if you read the text in the photo of my sketchbook page, above, you’ll understand why I’ve kept this post short and scattered (“short and sweet” was my aim, but I don’t think I achieved that 😉
xo,
f
Love that turquoise on you Frances. I am knitting away at a triangle scarf. I’m so enjoying knitting again and Briggs and Little wool is lovely to work with. That disastrous mohair yarn I used last year for my first foray into knitting in years was not worth the frustration. I happily unravelled it all and stuck it into my knitting basket. This effort is much more calming. And calming is what I need these days. As we all do. I keep saying to Stu, if I’m feeling this way imagine all those lovely American ladies who read my blog. Never have ai felt so glad to be Canadian.
P.S. I’m going to write you an email about Substack. Some things I read which bear consideration. xox
Yes, I know your plight. An interesting 24 hours, I must say…hope all turns out well. The things you find you need to do in later life. Bears some pondering.
Like Sue, I think the turquoise looks wonderful on you but I do love the little brimmed hat! Hope the colonoscopy provides a negative result and you will be done with that for another year (?) or so.
Colonoscopy prep. Well, it is one of those things that’s somewhat easier once you know what to expect, and the procedure itself is such a very good thing to have available. Hope all goes well.
I wanted to say ‘hi’ but I haven’t been commenting anywhere really because I am very very cross and am finding it very hard to keep a civil tongue in my head. (Even now, I want to add a rant! lol I will spare you.)
However, onward. Starting to work my list prior to spring travel to Sicily. A bit of alone time with Italian class and then my daughter will join me. I will have 7 days of classes over two weeks as there are three stat holidays in that period. I saw an article in the Italian news excitedly noting that because Easter Monday and Liberation Day fall in the same week this year it is possible to have nine days off work while only using three vacation days!! I remember doing those kinds of calculations. So glad I’m retired 🙂
Home from a walk along the nearby Willamette River, I found your post and also read the Substack. I had spent the first half or so of the walk listening (through my hearing aids) to a Substack conversation about our current American crisis, and it gave me some hope… It has been so hard to hang onto hope these last weeks. Sometimes I do better than others.
We had a wee bit of snow here in the Willamette valley the past 24 hours. I am actually relishing living in a place with “real” seasons again, after 35 years of desert life in Tucson. It is certainly not as harsh as Minnesota, where we lived for 10 years before Arizona. It’s nice to be able to take advantage of all my handknits, which I loved making but had a limited amount of wear in Tucson (more than you might think though!)
I am currently working on another pair of wool socks. It’s a challenging pattern, with two stranded color work. It took me a while to internalize the pattern, but yesterday I turned the heel on the second sock so I’m in the homestretch now.
Please keep thinking of us who are trying hard to keep our lives together under/ against the rise of authoritarianism. If you are interested in reading any good writers about the situation, I have a number of good suggestions. We are not giving in or giving up.
I have to say I would have a very hard time gifting those gorgeous striped socks you knitted. I love stripes and those colors practically glow! It’s been a long time since I’ve read a biography, but that one sounds lovely. I tend to stick to cozy mysteries, nothing too suspenseful, to improve the odds of a good night’s sleep. Sleep is difficult these days with the barrage of alarming news.
I know well the joys of prep day. Because of a family history, I must test every five years. I hope you’re on the more common ten year plan!
Dear Frances,fingers crossed for colonoskopy,not quite a cozy thing. I’ll have to do it this year as well,my first ever
Playing house is a treat,from time to time,especially at your former home island
Lovely colour,it suits you well and socks are wonderful
Just to comment here on your last post on Substack (believe it it or not,I was not able to download Bookshop.org to buy digital books the other day,it says”not available in your country”,too)-although I’m utterly speechless,it is like living in a parallel reality :
So,agree with you,finding joy in simple pleasures,focusing on good things,tending gratitude,helping people around us,staying sane….
Dottoressa
Good luck with the colonoscopy. I guess we are lucky to have these procedures available but I know it’s hard to feel grateful when it’s happening. As for the DT monster , I’m glad he is a long way away from us but no doubt he’ll be turning on us soon . We spent many holidays traveling around the US at one time & met lots of lovely people . I know he is not typical & feel for all the decent Americans .
Thank you for writing openly about your colonoscopy, Frances! Not to scare anyone, but had I had one sooner, my cancer would not have been as advanced when it was found.
I hope your procedure went well and with good results.
I too have been mending, an old scarf, a blouse belonging to my daughter and a linen dress of mine, where the fabric became threadbare in one spot. None of it was insect damage, just wear and tear. Mending can be time consuming but there’s a real sense of satisfaction when the job is done.