This Moment…

A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. ~Soule Mama 

He’s here.

The birth was glorious and my twin was amazing, to say the least.

He is pure and light and love.

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I will be returning back to my other home at Happiness Comes.

because with the birth of this stunning babe…. happiness DID indeed come.

See you there in the future.

Love Julia

~::7.1.11::~

A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. ~Soule Mama 

While picking yet another basket of peony blooms, I came across a few strawberries hidden in the green of our perrenial garden.

They tasted like summer.

~::6.22.11::~

Getting back into writing in this space after a haitus.

Be patient with me, it’s been a while.

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The lovely Ginny of Small Things has come up with a weekly Yarn Along and I have been playing along.

Any excuse to knit and read, I tell ya.

On the needles: Another hat for my nephew and a pair of booties.

The sweet little boy will be here in the next 2 weeks or so and I am just keeping my fingers occupied with yarn and needles until I can tangle them around his squiggly little body.

My poor twin must be sick of my attempts to hold him while he is still in her womb.  The number of times I have caught myself tickling or squeezing her stomach in sheer impatience is alarming.

Patterns:

Hat

Booties

Reading: What Mothers Do Especially When It Looks Like Nothing.

I like this book.  I am newly into it, but it is proving to be eye opening and gives a clear essay of the importance of who we are and what it is that we are doing.

Sometimes being a full time working mom, I feel that I am so torn between what it is that I want to get done for others and for myself, my house…my life on my days off.  But this book is helping me to realize that even the little things that I do for my boy, for my home, for me all add up to a very important job.  A job that is on top of the one that I get paid for.

“the whole of civilization depends on the work of mothers.”

AMEN.

~::6.21.11::~

We’ve been so busy in life that we  haven’t had a second to even touch our poor gardens.

Luckily Mother Nature has decided to help us out.

She has really outdone herself.

It’s as if I finally understand what all of those scented candles are trying to be.

~::5.14.11::~

~::Julia::~

A morning spent on the bank of a small pond.

Reading

Drinking

Wearing

While watching my two boys catch the littlest boy’s first fish of the year.  A teeny tiny Brown trout.

But the smile that it brought to his face was a big as the Universe.

~::4.27.11::~

~::Julia::~

Knitting along with Ginny.

Another little vest for my nephew to be.  I frogged the other one from last week shortly after I posted my pic.

This one is easier, and even though the pattern looks a bit girly, I am convinced that I can make just as darling on the little boy to come.

Pattern:  Plain Vest

Yarn:  For the body it was a speckled brown that I have no idea where I got it or who it was by….but the yoke is Patons Shetland Chunky in Winter Moon Variegated.

See…Boy.

Size is the free ( one year ) one by the author, but from the reviews it shows it runs small, so I am hoping that he gets some use out of it next Winter and Spring.

Boy do I love vests.

Reading:  Home to Woefield.  I am still reading this and loving it.

~::4.20.11::~

~::Julia::~

Knitting along with Ginny.

A little vest for my uber-precious nephew to be.

Yarn: Natures Way Bernat Softee.

Pattern: Sam Lamb’s baby t-shirt vest.

Trying to figure out so that I can do it all in the round.  NOT working out so well, but I’m trying.

Reading:  Home to Woefield.  This book has had me laughing out loud more than once, which is a feat in itself for me lately.   It’s totally renewed my interest in getting a few chickens, but I will gladly pass on the depressed sheep named Bertie and the grumpy foreman named Earl.

Great names, huh?!

Loving it.

I picked it up on the spur while at Target and I have not put it down. (other than to knit, of course.)

Distractions are a wonderful thing.