A Thousand Words

It’s not that there’s nothing to say

or even that there’s not much going on.

It’s just that life has gotten a little unpredictable….starting with the holidays. We had a white Christmas, which is unusual for Port Townsend. The odds of it snowing here on Christmas morning are about 7%. The last time that happened was 2008.

Then both of my kids’ birthdays are in December. Basically, the celebrations never stop! It really helps to keep my spirits up. I’m not naturally a holiday person, but my kids have worn me down over the years. I’ve learned to “relax” into it.

Cut to the new year

A memory sequence: The scene starts where we left off. I’m back at work, but the nearly constant rain is making most days a challenge. I’m spending a lot of time after work drying out. First my tools, then myself. I begin to wonder about whether I might have gained the ability to breathe underwater. I check to see if my hands have developed webbing. If so, it might mean that this is really a dream sequence and I need to wake up…ugh!

No, I’m just another gardener in Port Townsend that’s learning to live underwater.

An empty nest

I’ve known since the holidays that both of my boys were moving away, not too far but, to another town. The first plan was that it would happen in April, but these kids (and their friends) couldn’t wait and are now gone.

So, I haven’t been posting anything on this blog for the last few months. Instead I’ve been trying to soak up what I can from my kids before they’re gone. I expanded my knitting projects that are usually kept to the holidays; a wool hat with the option of a pom-pom (they both declined). I then began knitting slippers to send with them. They were similar to the ones my Grandma had always made. It was like all I could think about was that their feet might get cold, too funny! Eventually, all of this enthusiasm with knitting starting to wane.

I then remembered that my Grandma had added an embellishment to the slippers: a crocheted flower. It was time to dust off the old hooks and start searching the internet (and my memory!) for that flower pattern. I did initially try to find my old pair but after tearing into my storage room and not finding them, I had to make myself stop. The only other place it could be is the basement and I was afraid to even begin looking through all of that stuff. It’s good to know when to stop!

I made a few flowers, but they turned out huge and too bulky. I finally asked my mom for help. While she looking for her pair; that she normally packs for traveling, she sent me a link to a website that has some great flower patterns. I found one that looks about right…

I think?…fingers crossed and…

Scratch that itch

Honey, it’s cold outside!

I haven’t been writing but, I have been taking a lot of pictures. Most of the pictures are of work, but some are to document the progress of my own garden. When it comes to the writing part, I’ve been telling myself, “Soon”.

Soon finally came.

It has been a very cold week. We had snow over the weekend and freezing temperatures since. The ground was so wet from the rains that it became rock-hard frozen with the cold. I’m hoping tomorrow warms up so I can go back to work.

In the meantime, my hands have finally been freed up from work and knitting. It feels good to get back to my blog. There’s a lot rattling around up there and writing seems to make my head less noisy! As I finish up this post, I have four others that are still unfinished. Soon.

There is so much to say but, for now, I will let my pictures do the rest of the talking.

Click on the pictures to see and read more.

°☆•○♡This post is dedicated with alotta love to Brandon and Jeremy. Good luck and grow well!♡○•☆°

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8 thoughts on “A Thousand Words

  1. just think how much more time you will have when the two rug rats finally leave. what a shock they are going to have when “mom” is not there to hold thier hands, pick up after them and cook and clean for them.. enjoy this time of your life!!

    john estes


    1. I guess it’s an essential part of growing up; living away from your parents. They’re so excited to be going that it helps me to miss them without being too sad. Yes, a time of adjustment all around!


  2. Where/when did you learn to knit and crochet, Bridget ? ? I’m exploring that world for the first time now with my girls in a Waldorf school.. I also learned recently what beautiful lace and crochet work Mom did (one blanket was at 13 yrs. old.. have you seen it? Unbelievable!) When you visit, get ready to do some handwork with me and the girls. ! xo


    1. I’m self taught. When the boys were little I was given a booklet with written instructions and sketches to illusrate the stitches. Now, with YouTube, I look up videos to get help.
      The flowers were my first experience away from working in straight rows and now I’m hooked!
      I can’t wait to see all of you! °•♡•°


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