An Old Fashioned Girl

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When you’re knitting gets derailed by a furry feline...

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Happy sigh. This might be my new favorite “place” to visit. These are my people.

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My August-September subscription box from Little Skein came today!!! The theme is Lost in Austen. I looove the purple-pink cashmere yarn. There is also a tea of fragrant loose tea leaves, stitch markers, a fig newton zipper pull, two luxury lip balms, a bookmark, and a pattern. Fun!

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I didn't knit yesterday and it felt like weeks had gone by. So glad to have it back in my hands today!

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Yesterday I found these two old beauties for half-off at a thrift store in town. Aren’t they lovely? They seemed like they belonged together. The gooseneck lamp is now on my art desk and the flower is on my daughter’s nightstand.

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This morning we picked blackberries and made yummy blackberry crumble. Recipe: https://recipeforperfection.com/easy-blackberry-crumble-recipe-sundaysupper/

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<p>The second Jane Austen inspired subscription box from Little Skein in the Big Wool came! This theme is Sense and Sensibility. Mine contains hand-dyed merino & nylon yarn, a pattern for a spiral coaster, blueberry and apricot soap, stitch markers with apricot-hued beads and a silver apricot charm, a dessert-charmed zipper pull, and a small notebook with graph paper. I envision using it to sketch my designs for knitting patterns! So fun!

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This week in the garden: lisianthus, roses, and a kitty drinking from the garden hose.

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My daughter wrote her own version of the story of Anne of Green Gables the other day, and I thought it was so poetic. And Anne, of course, loves trees so it was perfect! "The trees are higher and lower. The trees are singing." "The trees are much higher. The trees are mellow."

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Bouquets from my garden this morning. Happy sigh.

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"Knitting is something you can do, even when your heart is going like a trip-hammer and the pit of your stomach feels all gone and your thoughts are all catawampus."

"Rilla of Ingleside", L.M. Montgomery, 1921

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Finished crocheting my Coachella Boots (pattern by Make and Do Crew) http://makeanddocrew.com/coachella-free-crochet-boots-pattern-adults/. They would have looked better in the natural cream color shown in the pattern but I am using them to replace my house shoes/slippers so the gray will do nicely.

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SWEESTEST SONG EVER. "The sun comes up. The flowers bloom. The rain comes down. The flowers grow. People dancing everywhere! The sun comes up again." Simple lyrics with the sweet tang of the banjo and whimsy of the accordion being played slowly like a mackground thought. Elizabeth Mitchell's daughter and then her husband join in as the lyrics repeat. It is a poem, a daydream. It celebrates the innocence of gardens and childhood "Sunny" days.

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Today was just one of those days when everything seems softer and prettier than usual. Maybe it's because we had just the right amount of sun today after three overcast days and all of the plants put on their best clothes. Or maybe it's because it was just one of those lazy days where I could spend the amount of time I wanted, staring at my garden and my cats. It doesn't really matter why. It's just interesting to me how much can change and grow from one day to the next. And yet, some things stay the same, in a nice comfy sort of way, like my nice, soft furry cat rolling around in a sunny patch on the porch. Both the ever-changing garden and the cozy sameness of my pets give me much to be grateful for. These are the things I am going to choose to focus on as I end this day.

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Today: Introduced my daughter to the Blythe children of Ingleside, picked a bouquet from fragrant roses that were already waiting in my garden before I moved here, and baked a strawberry rhubarb coffee cake. Today is filled with ups and downs just like any other day but moments like these feel like a gift.

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"To sit in Rainbow Valley, steeped in a twilight half gold, half amethyst, rife with the odours of balsam-fir and woodsy growing things in their springtime prime, with the pale stars of wild strawberry blossoms all around you, and with the sigh of the wind and the tinkle of bells in the shaking tree tops, and eat fried trout and dry bread, was something which the mighty of earth might have envied them."

Rainbow Valley, by L.M. Montgomery, 1919

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This week in the garden...