First things first.
Thanks so much to everyone who left a comment yesterday. There was much smiling going on at this end.
Jennifer, lives in Tokyo and makes things with her hands – just her and a needle and thread, and one day I’m going to give that a go. It’s a lovely, contemplative thing to do and it breeds respect for garment, maker and wearer. So much nice than dashing off to a chain store and grabbing something cheap and cheerful that has no meaning though its life or at the end of it.
I will show what I’m sending to Jennifer in a few weeks when I’m sure she is holding it. Hope you don’t mind, but I don’t want to ruin the surprise.
I have had a good week – a really good, slow, nourishing, time-taking, happy week. I feel myself again. There has been cooking – not just cursory ‘whip something up’ dinners, but interesting food – thoughftully prepared. There has been knitting (with great results and swift progress). There has been socialising, and time for long cuddles and conversation.
There has been shopping (an increasingly rare activity these days for me). I bought this ring as a souvenir of recent milestones and achievements. I love it, and enjoy the fact that it reflects what’s going on around it, bringing some things into focus – distorting others.
And as I sit on the hearth of the next bit of what life has in store I found this:
It’s probably some kind of inside of a bottle cap, or something equally as mundane, but it spoke to me of wholeness, and journeys, and the passage of time. Of coming out the other end of a rough patch and being different and beautiful. Of reclaiming the ordinary and appreciating the beauty in that.
I saw it first. It’s mine. 😉