I never saw a moor;
I never saw the sea;
Yet know I how the heather
looks,
And what a wave must be.

I never spoke with God,
Nor visited in heaven;
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chart were given.

-- Emily Dickinson

A walk with my Russian through the forest and over the hill into the morning sun. I could feel the life of spring soaking into my skin and pulsing through my veins.



A new season is not long in coming. We shall see the earth awaken once again!

Wild mistletoe is as cottony fingers soothing from where they hover in the sky...

Apparently there really is sun above all that fog, and yesterday it dared to show itself for at least three full hours! I pulled my rocking chair up to the window and basked in it ... knitting.



I rationalized (as I thought about how many things I could be doing rather than simply sitting in the sun) that I'm still under the weather and that a good dose of vitamin D was just what I needed.



And I know that these mitts are just what my little Strawberry Girl needed. It's her turn to stay home sick today, and as she reclines on the couch with a hint of early morning sunbeam flooding the room, I see her staring at this bit of love made just for her.



She has named them Spring Mitts... for Meagane.

Names

You should try to hear the name the Holy One has for things.
There is something in the phrase: "The Holy One taught him names."
We name everything according to the number of legs it has;
The Holy One names it according to what is inside.
Moses waved his stick; he thought it was a "rod".
But inside its name was "dragonish snake."
We thought the name of Umar meant: "agitator against priests";
But in eternity his name is "the one who believes."
No one knows our name until our last breath goes out.

Rumi (transl. Robert Bly)

The good life.

Goodness ... the world was spinning yesterday! So in between translating, laundry, cooking and taking care of the little hobbits, I took you all up on your kind advice to get some rest!

One forest green mitten is done, and the second will pass the finish line in about half an hour.



Made with elsebeth lavold Silky Wool XL, this yarn is a blend of wool and silk and feels like cotton on the skin. I wore the finished one to drive the kiddies to school (yes... I had mismatched mittens on, but I couldn't resist!) and I could feel a slight breeze whistling through the stitches, unlike malabrigo. Something to consider if you're looking to be toasty warm.

The pattern is Warmest Mittens, free for download at Ravelry.com.