Wednesday, December 04, 2019

Out of the funk fog

The inner gloom has lifted, thank the good Lord. Yesterday morning I recognized and captured beauty;

this morning I gloried in it:

Nothing else has changed, really. I shipped off two Christmas packages yesterday, but still have no desire to 'deck the halls' of home. Maybe after getting through the teen's fraught 18th birthday this week (he thinks everything should change in his favor at that magic age) I will start getting in the spirit, but I rather doubt it. My old dog is still failing and my not-old horse is still compromised and my husband is still . . . well, anyway. In spite of it all, my outlook is brighter and a good friend came to visit me today with a little pick-me-up (ha!)

but she was actually the pick-me-up and I was able to give her her birthday present a few days early (I think it's a winner!):

I'm getting ready to cast on (hopefully tonight) another gift knit with this skein of spindle-spun beauty:

It feels good to be spinning up some of my fiber stash, and finding good homes for some of my handknits. It's nowhere close to the Swedish Death Cleaning that Julie Zickefoose is doing, but there's no time like the present to start downsizing and minimizing, even in small ways.

And now an episode from the Chuckie Channel. I was trying (unsuccessfully) to get some good pictures of my hens today when I heard something and they all started looking up. Chuckie had gotten up on the roof of their run to survey his kingdom:

He thought I should love on him, but didn't seem to realize I couldn't get close enough to accommodate his desires:

Time to start knitting at . . .


Mama Pea said...

You do such a good job of capturing the beauty in your life with your pictures. Your yarn, the lovely handmade-with-love hat for your friend (look at that gorgeous red hair!), your critters (Chuckie has become such a chirky little love -- because of you), and your deep appreciation of nature's beauty.

Sometimes we just have to put our emotions on the back burner and focus on the good things. Harder, I think, for females because our emotions are developed to a higher degree than that of the other species of humans! ;o]

Michelle said...

My mama always told me not to wallow in negative emotions, 'happiness is a decision,' etc., but it sure can be hard! Focusing outward (on God, beauty, others, animals) definitely helps. Thanks for you comment, Mama Pea.

Florida Farm Girl said...

So glad you're able to throw off the funk and see beauty all around you. As you've well learned you have to pick your battles and remember "lord, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference." Hugs

A :-) said...

I remember that I was excited to move out - but I had a job. I did my last year and a half of undergrad carrying a full school load and working full time. I don't even know how that was possible :-D I hope Brian will find whatever it is that he's seeking . . .

And you - I hope that you will find love and joy in this season of watching and waiting. :-)

Jeanne said...

I love that new skein of yarn! I'm anxious to watch it grow.

As i look at the pictures of Chuckie, I smile, because my granddaughter here, has a black and white kitten that looks a lot like him. The little guy is named Ozzie. My daughter has a black and white girl, named Polly. She has five toes on one front paw and six on the other one. She's can be very feisty! It's fun to watch them!

And your sky scenes are gorgeous!

Michelle said...

It's "the wisdom" I desperately need, Sue!

Me, too, A; me, too.

So glad you got to make that trip, Jeanne! Sounds like it was wonderful time with family and their fur babies.