thankful this thanksgiving...

as is always the way,

thanksgiving rolls around

and i cannot help but ponder

all the things i am thankful for

in this here life of mine.

i do try to do this all year round

and not just one day of the year

however this year,

as per usual

i find many things to be thankful for

however i am especially thankful for

a yarn store of the utmost kind

which opened up a few short weeks ago

in a small town not far from me

i am thankful they invited me to join their yarny team.

i am thankful the yarny team turned out to be full of wonderful dearies.

i am thankful for the creativity it has sparked in my little knitty cogs.

i am thankful my rusty dusty cogs are proving they are not too old to be learning again.

i am thankful i get to share time with so many creative souls who walk through the door, each and every day

and most of  all

i am thankful it has filled an aching void in my life, created when my two girls moved so very far far away...

the happiest of happy thanksgivings, to one and all :)

hacking a hat ...

i am muchly chuffed with the fact i have knitted a hat.

it is the pattern 'felicity' which can be found on Ravelry.

except i added a moss/seed stitch band at the beginning

and now it appears i will be doing more than just that.

having worn my hat for a day and half

i have concluded it is not quite the shape i wished it to be.

it is a perfectly perfect shape i must add,

however not quite right for me and my noggin.

thus i have decided to take matters into my own knitty newbie hands

and hack a hat pattern

there is no telling if i will come out the other side

with the hat shape upon my bonce, of my wishing,

but i do have high hopes

for in my head it makes sense,

on the little bit of paper i have scribbled my hacks upon

it reads darn dandy,

and after talking to Our #2 for yarny support

i am ready to bravely tread where my little knitty cogs

have never trod before...

an ordinarily extraordinary miracle at thanksgiving...

yesterday i awoke to an ordinary day,

by the time i went to bed it had become an ordinarily extraordinary day.

days like that are quite rare and ones that must be treasured

and looked back upon for many many moons to come.

quite truthfully, 

just the very fact my cast on knitted hat

was actually starting to resemble a hat

and not a flea bite in sight,

was something to take an ordinary day

to an extraordinary day.

but then an happening to out do any happenings

that have happened to me of late,

only went and happened.

i awoke on an ordinary friday morn

to learn that by the very same day

Our #2 would be home for thanksgiving!

our first to share in several years...

a most extraordinary thing

which truly is nothing sort of a small miracle.

yes a small miracle that has left me this morn,

 as i tippity tap this ramble

knowing she is under our roof again

for a whole live long week,

so very thankful for small miracles

of the most ordinarily extraordinary kind.

the best kind of miracles of all...