Almost like that’s what winter expects of us…
what winter is actually for.
I’m finding that it’s not just me either. The girls are starting to feel more comfortable with the yarn and–surprisingly–not hooks, but needles. My they are brave. Teaching themselves to knit from books or blogs and then just…you know, knitting. Knitting little sweaters, and scarves and hats for their own little loves.
Personally, I’m amazed at how one keeps the yarn on that pointy stick when there’s no…hook…at the end. :]
But then, Mamas do find a way–don’t they?
Hooks or needles, sweaters, scarves, hats or headbands—it isn’t only the thing that’s being crafted that feels so good and right. It’s coming together–and doing that womanly thing, the gathering to talk and laugh and sip and nibble all the while creating warmth for the baby birds we love.
In my heart, I’m certain…
that’s what winter is for.