I have mastered the art of Navaho plying after a great deal of conversation
with my spinning wheel, that through neglect has grown careless about the
way it responds to my loving touch.
I am happy about this, even though I may never use the art. It bolsters my confidence, which
is not always as strong as it once was!!! Or am I falling prey to EGO again?????
And I have started to knit a sweet little pair of fingerless gloves
from the resulting pink wool and silk handspun, although I am not quite sure that
my wrist is ready for the twists and turns required to knit.
I have had a friendly tea time visit and a pot of spring bulbs from the
Royal Purple Ladies in honour of said wrist...
It is a cold, clear bright day, with pussy willows and shadow
There is a date with the Berlin Philharmonikera at 11:00 a.m. to watch and listen to Berlioz' Symphonie Fantastique with Herbert Blomstedt conducting, and an afternoon out and about, doing errands in the sunshine - my second time out with the car since my adventure with the slippery ice and the process of becoming a Bionic Granny.
Nothing is quite 'perfect' anymore, but all of this comes close to making me happy
and contented, and so I am off to shower and start the day with a song and a smile....