I actually got up a bit earlier than usual the other morning, alone in the house, drifting quietly over creaky floorboards to brew coffee. After a little bit of reading I grabbed my coffee and camera and headed out to the garden, drawn by the light sparkling on the dew in every square of fence. There has always been something about the early morning that speaks to me, that peculiar early morning light. With an infant in the house and unpredictable nights, my habit of getting up before the children to have some time alone and in the quiet of the morning has been in flux. I have felt so harried and easily irritable and just plain worn thin more often lately, and I commented to Brandon the other night that I think it’s due in part to the fact that my day begins with a barrage of needs and chatter, etc. etc. I always underestimate how valuable that morning time is for me and my own sanity, and what a big difference it can make in a day. I think I need to get back to protecting that morning time, attempt again to get to bed earlier so the waking isn’t so hard, and to continually remind myself that one early morning hour alone does more for my soul than an extra hour of sleep does for my body.
I’m sharing a couple of finished knits here. It was a rainy + cool June morning the other day, a nice respite from the summer heat and a good excuse to pull on a cozy shawl. Brandon took a few photos for me of my pure shawl knit in O-Wool Local yarn. Also, I knit a girl’s bonnet for a girl close to Philippa’s age so I asked her to model it for me. (She was reluctant and had to be bribed with a couple of chocolate chips.) Not to be left out of a photo opportunity, Phoebe soon arrived on the scene in her bonnet and cardigan (that I knit for her awhile ago) so of course, I had to take a few photos of her as well. I suppose it was a day for the girls to put on a dress and some knits for pictures.
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