This morning I read Margene's post as I had my morning coffee and I smiled. Margene and I must be on that same zen wavelength this week.
The other day as my DH and I were watching our grandchildren, Oprah was on TV. The subject of her show was hoarding. I have to admit, that I sat thru the entire show, spellbound with my mouth gaping at the complete and utter mess that these women live in day after day and the fear that they have in letting go of their "stuff". I saw the pain inside these women and it troubled me. Ken and I talked about it on and off over the course of the weekend. His take on it was how we live in such a "throw away" society, always buying something new instead of fixing something or being content with what one has. What I saw was this overwhelming ADD, always looking for something new, the next "high" and it made me look within myself and how I look at fiber.
Now mind you........I do not come anywhere close to how these women live........but I could relate to their fear in not having their "things"....and it troubled me, that I could even relate. Why DO we go from website to website or LY'S to LY'S looking for more and more yarn, patterns, fiber, wheels, looms, etc, when we already have so much? For me it is that new beginning......a new start........ kind of like chasing that elusive boy when we were in high school, and being totally bored once he was caught. I have decided to make a commitment to the projects that I have started and then ignored.......I will finish the ones that I love. The projects that I find that I am not enjoying, I will gift onto others, as life is too darn blessed short to surround oneself with clutter that is not enjoyable.
Now mind you again......I WILL go to Rhinebeck and I WILL be a spender, but perhaps I will think about the projects waiting for me at home when I shop.......:-)
This part of my post is for Vi. Vi always leaves the nicest comments and has been such an uplifting and supportive blog friend.
A few months ago, I was birching about having to use freezer paper to line soap molds.....and how very much I HATED it. Vi suggested Upland molds and their silicon mold liners. I came within a hair of ordering custom liners, when some kind soul decided that she wanted to sell her Birchwood molds from Bramleberry Soap. These soap molds were perfect for my soap recipe and the price was very right, so I thought that I would take a chance and buy up her supply.
I was so pleasantly surprised!! The parts of soapmaking that I hated, such as lining the molds with freezer paper and cutting the individual bars were all eliminated with these molds. As you can see, the inserts that are placed into the wet soap mixture, create individual bars. Vi.......these molds are pretty sweet!!!
Vi also asked me to post some pictures of the fur covered family members. Vi has always left some of the nicest comments when I have shared pictures of my little zoo here, so I thought that I would humor her with a few bunny pictures taken this week.
The adult picture is our dear little Butterscotch (Butter). She is an English/ German cross and her coat can be beastly to deal with at times, but she is such a little character and the friendliest bunny you could ever want to meet, so we will forgive her for those blessed matts now and then.
Next is Java.........with her new haircut.....LOL! This girl definitely is going to rival Butter for the friendliest bunny in the rabbitry. She is such a dear little bunny that always makes me laugh!
My daughter, Courtney who feeds the rabbits every day, commented to me that Java and Puff Dandy seem to be joined at the hip.........and.......judging from the picture to the right, Courtney is right......haha!
So there you have it. There is no new yarn, no new knitting projects........no new anything. I am going to try to work on the things that i have before I start on or buy new things.........well.........at least until..........RHINEBECK.......but I am pretty sure that I am going to be conservative this year as those hoarding homes definitely left a huge and unsettling impression on me.