Leyburn socks, in Shibui Knits yarn.
Those were done in a little over a week. Which puts us in what? the middle of April? When these found their way onto my needles. Pomatomus by Cookie A. in Cherry Tree Hill sock yarn. The colors reminded me of goldfish, and so the decision of pattern was made for me.
Now, the oddest thing of all this, is that I like to knit plain, boring, stockinette socks. Whatever is going on in my head has me knitting intricate, fiddly, and attention-grabbing socks. Am I bored? Am I shifting my attentions from other things that need more of it? I don't know.
As for the decluttering, I'm almost through with the first floor of the house - there's only a little left in the dining room and kitchen, and then I move on to the basement, where my fiber studio is trying to be. And which was walkable until the cats climbed onto a precarious pile of baskets, boxes, and bags and dumped yarn, beads, and whatever else was in there onto the floor and made an enormous mess. (Think bags, yarn balls, yarn cones, patterns in plastic sleeves, and five pounds of loose vintage beads all strewn about on, against, and under a table. It's bad. Really bad.)
So I'm still here, still kicking, and starting to dream of regular postings again. Speaking of: I'm imagining a series of posts on living small - taking lessons from our great-grandmothers on living low-impact. Most information out there seems to be about living grandly (Ms. M.S. comes to mind) or living back-to-the-farm, which most of us can't (or won't) do. but what about living simpler, with whole foods, right where we are? What about living lightly, without deprivation, by taking what we have and getting the most out of it? Can we really and truly lessen our needs for consumer products without turning into hermits wearing clothes that have been patched into oblivion and eating squirrels and raccoons that wander into our yards?
I'm thinking in terms of really and truly doing something to make a difference in our carbon footprint - making an effort. Changing lightbulbs and carrying cloth bags and buying "green" products is a feel-good non-effort, and doesn't really change anything fundamental about what we're really doing in this world. It's easy, and that's why they tell us it "makes a difference." but if you carry cloth bags and change out your cell phone every year, then you're really still a part of the problem, and your cloth bag is really just a feel-good measure to make you feel better about trashing the planet.
I think our great-grnadmothers had it right, and I keep reading and looking, and the more I read, the more I see that we're coming full circle. Modern writers are telling us to eat more whole foods and grow our own and recycle and reuse and buy less and make do. Aren't these all things Great-Gramma would have told us if she were here? I want to explore some of the ways in which she did this. GG wouldn't touch some of our modern cleaning products, so why should we? She certainly wouldn't eat rubbery grey meat-like stuff in a plastic dish that gets zapped and called "food" either, would she? Why are we?