It is uncommonly hot in my work room these summer afternoons. So hot I have to abandon the space for a cooler spot.
I am so lucky to have my own space and I love it and I love that it opens onto the loungeroom where the family generally hangout so there is often someone to distract me it seems.
With children grown and all finished school, at various times each of them have spent time just hanging around while they look for work or work out what it is they really want to do with their lives...big thoughts made in a safe place.
And though it is hot and I am easily distracted dolls keep arriving just like new thoughts and I keep on dressing the poor wretches in knitted clothes because that means I don't have to be in my hot work room, I can knit anywhere and the fact of the matter is that I just can't live without the rhythm of knitting.
How can it be that something learned so long ago , such a simple thing, gives me so much pleasure and peace and excitement too really when I start a new project or finish without too much bother.
And the thinking time it gives,what a gift, for those big thoughts.
Big thoughts made in a safe place.