The little things in life are so often the big things. I’ve been reminding myself of this over the past nine or ten months as I spend hours every day with Mom. It’s not rocket science nor is it a new insight. It’s just good to pause in the moment and realize.
Untangling a poorly wound ball of yarn, bit by bit, over an hour or so wasn’t even frustrating because I knew that the knots were preventing Mom from knitting. I just had to talk her off the edge after I snipped a long length, so she could continue as I untangled. It didn’t make sense to her, but she carried on.
For a few weeks, both Michael and Kevin are back home, a situation that presents loads of little moments of joy and the occasional boost of late-night anxiety. By this time next week, Michael will be off to his camp counselor job until late August. He’s juggling seeing friends before he leaves and spending time with family. Lucky for us, he’s a good juggler.
I’ve started the second Patons self-striping sock, using a variation of the Yarn Harlot’s basic top-down sock recipe: 3K, 1P over 64 stitches, 8 inch leg, Eye of Patridge heel flap.
Self-striping yarn always makes me feel clever. It looks so much more complex than it is. The Biscotte stripes are lovely, too. As usual, I love the subtle detail of an Eye of Partridge heel.
Of course, few people will see the “speckles” of a sock heel. I mean, it’s mostly hidden in one’s shoe and, even if one’s not wearing shoes, the heel is a good five feet or more away from the viewer.
But it’s the little things that matter.