"Spring will come and so will happiness. Hold on. Life will get warmer." - Anita Kizzan
I haven't often had trouble deciding on the name for one of my patterns. It happened once before, and I ran a naming contest that resulted in the Killick Cap getting its moniker--something way cooler than I would have thought of myself.
I know I told you guys (in my newsletter last week) that I would have a new Boot Cuff and Mitten pattern in the store this week. Well... I'm really, really close. I finally got the photos taken on Friday, which was a major hold-up in the process.
All along in the design process, I have been calling this the "Gilmore Girls" set, as this show has figured heavily into the knitting time on these babies, and it seemed appropriate for the pattern. I named the lighter-weight version "Rory" and the heavier-weight one "Lorelai", after Rory's vivacious mother .
And I even found the perfect Lorelai Gilmore quote to open the description:
Indecision has featured heavily in the design process, which has meant more options included in the pattern. Yay! Can't decide which way I like the cables? Knit ALL the ways! Can't decide if I like it better with one strand of yarn or two? Knit ALL the ways! Can't decide just how long I want those fingerless mittens to be? Knit ALL the w... well, you get it.
And then, just last week as I was taking the promo photos, I got the REAL name of the pattern. The perfect name.
It is surprising how warm these boot cuffs are--I am practically living in them in my office (now that I am finally allowed to wear them without fear of messing them up!)
Just a few more days of work on the Winters Distributing store, and then I can finish revising this pattern and it will be done! Whoo-eee!!!
Stay warm, friends!
I am very thankful to say that 2015 has started with some family time, some fun time, and some rest time for me.
December felt especially frantic, and I was very much looking forward to some "down time" over the last couple of weeks while Jason and the kids were on holidays. Unfortunately, that didn't really happen. I got the flu bug from Levi and had to have Jason take an extra day off of work to help with the kids, as I couldn't really function. However, as soon as I could move again, it felt like I was pushing through water the rest of the week to accomplish the things that needed to be done--cleaning, cooking for the family, last night of Hanukkah, a family dinner, working on my store, working on patterns, working on a worship service, working, working, working...
I had intended to have my "days off" the following week (the one just past), but life threw a few extra curves at me that precluded that. That's okay--life is like that. But it just meant that by Friday of this week, I was ex.haus.ted. So I very firmly decided that this weekend would be a complete "off" weekend for me, especially as none of us had any responsibilities at church (which is a welcome breather).
Last Saturday, I was asked to photograph a sleigh ride at Mom and Mike's for a group whose other photographer had cancelled at the last minute. I was a little stressed out about it, as I have never taken pictures in a professional capacity before (other than for my pattern photos--and the only one to answer to there is me, so I can just keep snapping and tweaking until I am satisfied). Also, I have had a notoriously difficult time taking photos in SNOW that I was happy with. And thanks to the month of fog that we have experienced in the north, plus a little snow on Christmas Day, the trees were all crusted with an inch-thick layer of hoar frost. It was beautiful. And very, very white.
I was thankful that when I was photographing my "Honey Tree" flip-top mittens, my model--the very accomplished photographer Amanda Monette, for whom I made them--also gave me some tips about photographing in snow. So, for the first time ever, I shot the day almost exclusively in Manual mode and put into practice the tips she shared. Here are some of the results:
Then, on New Year's Day, our family and the Magnussons also got a hayride at the Eastons'. Unfortunately, it was much colder, and the hoar frost had all disappeared during some warmer weather we had earlier in the week. That's okay--the kids hooked up a couple of sleds to the back of the sleigh and had fun riding, piling on top of each other, pushing each other off, and racing to catch up the entire time--they were plenty warm!
Good times had by all--especially the adults watching and laughing!
And since I wasn't the only photographer there, I got to be in front of the lens at least once this time. :-)
Happy January, friends! I hope yours is off to a great start, too! How did you bring in the new year?
I took this photo a week ago (before all the piles of snow showed up.) I love that Levi is learning how to play by himself, and that he is such an "outside kid."
But I also love that he still loves to cuddle.
It's fun to watch them grow, but sometimes I am glad it happens slowly. That's probably just the mommy in me talking...
This is a little poem I wrote today while modelling rhyming poetry-writing for Noah's English lesson. It's no ee cummings, but for an impromptu piece, it says exactly the way I feel as I look out my window at the winter wonderland outside. (It gets a little more abstract as the poem goes on--the first part was for Noah, then I wrote the rest after the lesson for me.)
by Talena Winters
Wet or dry
From the sky
Snow falls down
Earth's bridal gown
Heart on hold
Sun, take her hand
Thaw heart and land
Spring wedding night
Melt snow and fears
After four days of warm(ish) weather last week, the snow was soft enough that the boys were able to make a snowman.
Jude was the foreman of the project, but all three boys participated, and had a total hoot doing it!
When they were done, they informed me that it was supposed to look like Daddy (whom we were expecting home from a five-day business trip the next day).
"The straw is his hair, see?" Jude pointed out.
"Ah." I replied.
"Can you take a picture?" he asked.
"Of course," I replied.
This Wednesday morning, we noticed that the cats thought building a snowman was a good idea, too.
On the day of the snowman-building, it was warm enough that I had instructed the boys to leave the chicken coop door open for a few hours so the chickens could enjoy the sun. Noah got a little over-exuberant and hauled a couple birds all the way over to the house and set them in the snow. Jude promptly put them back, but not before I snapped this photo of one of them.
This stunned look says, "What the heck am I doing over here?!! And now what do I do?"