How should one relate to a cruel person? I've been reading Anne Franks, "Diary of a Young Girl." What we know of Anne's life was found in a diary abandoned on the floor of her family's hiding place in Amsterdam. For two years she lived in fear of being found by the Nazis. For two years this young girl wrote in her diary until the family was betrayed. Anne's life ended in a concentration camp three months short of her sixteenth birthday. In one of her entries she said," In the long run the sharpest weapon of all is a kind and gentle spirit." Is kindness developed by watching flowers bloom or by personal suffering?

Still nursing

September has been filled with outdoor work, firewood, toddler walks, and stroller rides. All inside work lies neglected. Soon enough it will rain and our lives will be defined by cabin walls. Summer is a great time for distractions and at 18 months Babygirl is busy. She doesn't seem to miss daytime nursing and I don't remind her although she wants boobies at nap time and half a hour before nighttime and of and on during the night. In a way I'm looking forwards to the end of nursing but in another way it will be sad. It's been an incredible beautiful journey and I have been blessed.

Tea time

Playhouse has wrap around counters and is lined with salvaged cedar boards. It needs a stool but for now an upturned flower pot will do.

The mommy built playhouse

I built out of scrap wood and cedar I removed from a cabin slated for demolition. Babygirl was a big help and practiced her sharing by handing me nails. I still have to shingle the roof but I have to pick up the right size roofing nails in town. At eighteen months she loves her playhouse. Mothering always means trying your best at everything.

The arbutus tree

Will post when we get back. Have a great summer!

Round two

I've got this lush, silky yarn that is a blend of wool, camel and alpaca. I started a lace sweater and half ways through decided that no the yarn would look that much more lovelier in cables. So I hurriedly pulled it out before I could change my mind. On top of it I decided to be a daredevil and bypass the swatch. It's not that I wanted to save time as much as I know I'm hopelessly behind in my knitting schedule but I just wanted that adrenaline rush of constantly wondering whether I got it right or not. I'm using a favourite non cabled sweater as a pattern. I've got the body and neck done and tried it on to find it a bit small. This is one of the great virtues of wool. So I blocked it and its drying in the sun on a sheet of stryofoam right now. Everything is fine. Now for the sleeves.