Concidences seem to abound sometimes. The first night of our trip, I decided to pull out a little sketch pad with 8" square pages and turn it into a new art journal. It’s a funny thing how I always seem to start a new art journal to coincide with really bad weather. I still treasure – in a sort of weird way – the hurricane journal that I started the weekend Hurricane Ivan hit us and that I finished shortly after Katrina. It seemed sort of fitting to be starting a new journal just before the snow storm hit.
The cover is very simple — just some odds and ends I stashed in my suitcase before we left.
If you look closely, you can just barely make out the words above 2007. They fell, serendipitously, out of a page from an old book that I had stashed in with my art papers.
Snow made it exciting. Really.
We are scheduled to fly home tomorrow morning. We’ve seen some great schools and received some wonderful advice (and I have to digress here to say that if you are the parent of a child with the DiGeorge Anomaly who struggles with nonverbal learning differences, the schools we have looked at this week have really helped us come to believe that there are people out there who know how to educate our children and help them reach their potential). I really can’t wait to get home. I hadn’t anticipated that being away from my other children would actually be a physical ache. I can’t wait to wrap my arms around them and tell them how much I love them.
I’ve knitted a lot of love into this vest this week.
It is for Ollie and the crummy hotel room photo doesn’t begin to do justice to the beautiful burnt orange shade of Peace Fleece he selected for this vest, which I am knitting in the basic Peace Fleece vest pattern. I want to try and knit most of the front tomorrow on the plane so that I can put it together for him this weekend. That is, if I can stand to put him down long enough to do it. I may have to just sit with Ellie and Ollie on my lap for most of the weekend.
Wish us no flight delays in the morning! I can’t wait to get back home to my babies.