In a world where everything goes so incredible fast, I like to take my moments of slow pace. What better way to start my day off with an early morning walk? As the sun is climbing I slowly get ready for a peaceful stroll in my neighborhood which I lovingly nicknamed “the Bubblehood”.
At the slow pace of walking I am able to enjoy certain visuals, and I find little treasures which on a fast pace, would have been hidden from me.
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure, in this case a vintage crochet magazine called “Pineapple Fan Fair”, oh goodies!
I love it when people place a “free box” on the sidewalk!
I soak up the early morning energy and glowing like a little kid who just found a treasure, I make my way to the Teahouse to do some patternwriting for a little bit. I always enjoy the serenity at the Teahouse but what I also very much enjoy are all kinds of different art that is displayed against the walls.
Meet the Urban Princess by photographer Keith Buckley… I think she’s beautiful and so very colorful. Under her watchfull eyes, I start working and hope she approves this knitter’s creations.
My Bubblehood Homies
No planning, no fast pace, no deadlines, no workschedules, just waiting for the day to unfold itself before me is so special. Before I know it, I find myself visiting my friend Chayo and we have inspirational conversations about arts and craft, the medium clay, knitting, notions and blogging.
When Chayo busts out her latest creations I find myself drooling over her work. I am especially taken by her cute cute buttons…
Bursting of inspirational energy that Chayo and me created around us, I float my way to the next friend, Meli, who invited me to come on over and be crafty. Now that is an invitation I simply cannot pass and soon enough in find myself on a magical Persian carpet, enjoy classical north African music while the purr purring of Meli’s spinning wheel sets me in a buzzy trance…
While I work on patternwriting, I see how the sun casts a shadow of my friend’s spinning wheel on the magical Persian carpet. I pause from patternwriting and stare at this beautiful visual. As Meli stops her wheel to check if the plying of her yarn is going well, I feel the sun on my cheek and feel so very thankful.
“Aren’t we fortunate, Nancy?”, she asks me and I wonder if she picked up on my thankfull mood. I nod and she continues: “It’s a soft and squishy world we live in. A bubble… we live in our bubble over here.”
I smile and reply: ” The Bubblehood, Meli… we live in the Bubblehood.”
As for knitting
I am making some good progress on patternwriting the choli. I am enjoying it still, all thanks to the yarn (Sirino by Great Adirondack) I am working with. I write everything I do meticulously in my little black book, come take a little peek!
Other than the choli, I am finally writing out my Seattle glove in the round. Several knitters have told me that they so would love to knit up Seattle, but they simply hate the seaming part. I on my part, dislike working with double pointed needles, but my geeky love for patternwriting and figuring out how things work, made me do this:
What can I say..? I am a slave to knitting.
Thank you for reading and untill the next entry…