So, I was in quarantine for 14 days due to my recent travel to Virginia, respecting Governor Cuomo’s decree. When I went to the door to fetch my mail, a neighbor called out. She kindly asked how I was doing and if I was bored. I was in about the 6th day of stay-at-home orders. I said no, that I was independent. She acted surprised maybe wondering what I was doing. And, I wondered about her reaction thinking how different is 14 days of quarantine from anyone else’s life during the pandemic?
It seems like 2020 is a tale of two miseries, overwhelm and underwhelm. There are those people with children who face unspeakable, unreasonable, and impossible choices for themselves and their children and those who find themselves at home with their entire life having just been pulled from under them. I am in the latter group. So, re-establishing a new plan at home that is purposeful, sustainable, and to some degree, enjoyable is the current goal to avoid boredom and bitterness that could easily sweep in.
Continue reading Repurposing Space for my Hand Knits
As space is the constant, I continue to ‘play’ with different configurations on how best to store my hand-knits and how best to organize the stash. Consequently, the look in the yarn room keeps changing as I now use one room and its closet for both. Questions I ask myself: How can I store my obsession without looking like a hoarder? How can I see my full stash when it is time for creating? How can I treat my hand-knits to the best care for longevity? Light in the room? And, so forth.
Continue reading A Gift for My Hand Knits
Funny, when I notice my frustration regarding housing all things knitting. I am quick to think it is the stash of yarn that needs some kind of attention. Whether it be shelving for the large collection of yarn, or a way in which to organize the yarn, a color coding system, a pattern to fiber system . . . these sorts of things. However I am noticing, it is not the housing of the yarn stash at all that is taking my planning and thoughtful consideration, rather the housing of my finished projects. And, of course, as time moves along, this ‘challenge’ only grows.
Continue reading Creative Space Revisited . . . Again