It has been a good holiday.  Very relaxing and peaceful.  I lost a couple of days to work stuff but I can get them back later in the year.

It's been a contemplative couple of weeks, almost over now and I find myself wondering why the older you get the quicker the 'endings' seem to come.  No sooner has something started than its over, it seems.  And why is it suddenly such a disconcerting issue.  I don't recall it bothering me before.  I've always had a thing about seizing the moment and making the most of what you have.  I love my life and I feel so blessed.  Even if everything goes pear shaped at work and we have to leave our dream house up the mountain (inevitable eventually I feel) I know I have loved every second of being here and I will never regret moving to this beautiful part of the world.  

Anyway, less of all this philosophical nonsense.  In a little over six weeks our grandson will arrive in this world and I have to say the excitement is setting in big time now.  My crochet and knitting baskets have gone from being full of blankets and tops and cushion covers etc to being filled with little cardigans and hats and bootees and baby blankets, everything is so dinky and sweet and it makes me smile so much!  And then there's this...

I am no pattern maker but I decided to have a go at cobbling together an heirloom shawl myself.  I is awaiting a border to get it up to full size but I am rather pleased with the results so far!

I am also incredibly glad I invested in some blocking wires, they made it so much easier to pull the shawl into shape yesterday.  Well worth the investment.

So it is Saturday and I still have a few days holiday left so I am off to get on with more baby crocheting.

O. xx