Keeping on rolling...

sweet smelling hawthorne blossom on the common

I think I began my blog just after my birthday four years, although I have been quiet of late. I recently tried to get the process moving again, in a slightly awkward and different kind of way. It would be fair to say that my blog is probably going through some kind of personality crisis. Am I a crochet blog? will I be a creative maker? or a de-cluttering/simple living writer. Will I let go of most of my possessions, build a tiny house on wheels and roll of into the sunset, or to the sea? Will I go off on a midlife wildwoman adventure and live in my car or a van, crocheting wonderful shawls and breathing in the air at that awesome place where the land meets the sea?  And what will I do about the teenager?

the wildflowers are dancing

Or is it about me and my soul searching, and how much am I prepared to talk about it?  And if you had read my last posts you would see there was also a whole lot of blaming going on there too. One of my least admirable traits. Not pretty. I know. I also know that whatever we can see in someone else is a pretty clear indication of what's going on in us, so I humbly say that, yes indeed I have felt pretty stuck myself recently.

the common is in it's sweet meadow place right now

But I think I might be about to turn a corner. Just quietly you know. In a kind of no one else will probably notice kind of way. I tend to roam this green and lovely planet mostly on my own these days, with my little dog at my heels. In fact only this morning I thought to myself, I only want to be up on this common, or at home doing my things, or else down there on our lovely south west coast line touring around. Oh and if this is a wishlist of  kinds then a few little European adventures, wouldn't go amiss, one day. And what would I do on this journey you might ask? well that is a good question and I can't answer that right now. Perhaps I would find some wares to make along the way. I would run my little etsy shop on route. Perhaps it would just be a spring to autumn time adventure. Or maybe the teenager, would need me around more than I think. So perhaps I will become a weekend adventurer!... Well a girl can dream can't she.

my little dog on the common

You can see my blog roll has changed now. It speaks to me more of the need to free up my life, reduce my possessions, live life a little differently. Open up the possibility for adventure. Let it out.

I'm very inspired by what Amanda Sandlin atwildwomen is doing, with her creative adventures, even though she is so much younger. So here I am at 47 and I still feel like it's all ahead of me, but in a different way.

frothy cowparsley

So until I work it out I will continue to wander and scheme about it all, and really that is the fun bit! So I won't be giving up this space any time soon. I need it to contain all my dreams and makings and some tough bits too. And yes there have been makings, I have a few things to show you soon.

butterfly wrap - my little red suitcase

I imagine myself wrapping this shawl around me with it's soft chunky yarn to keep me warm while the sunsets and the waves lap at the shore....while I breathe in the fresh air and clear space that I am making in my life, and feel held there. Looking after my life in a way that works for me and for my son too.

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Quick update on where I am around the web:-

My blog - here to stay! (see my first little red suitcase post!)

Instagram - yes,yes!..but also no, no! in the way that it sucks life out of any other time to do anything else creative, needs mindfulness.

Flickr - I still love the photos here.

My shop - Just updated and plan on trying to make it happen.

Pinterest - Surprisingly inspiring and useful, used with intention. 

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a 7 mile long pink peace scarf

Okay, I've finally done this!.....this is my 1 metre crochet section of a 7 mile pink peace scarf.

I wanted to do this, but I hit a fair amount of resistance in my self. I think it may have been the pink and the long list of other things which I want to make!. Although once I realized it would be okay, and not breaking any rules (whose rules anyway!) to put a colourful granny square in the middle, I was off.

and once totally immersed in the pink, I really quite enjoyed it, especially next to all the other colours. I'll be sorry to see it go. But it's off for a good cause.

photo from the wool against weapons site.

On the 9th August this year, a seven mile long pink knitted peace scarf will be rolled out to stretch between two nuclear sites at Aldermaston and Burghfield in Berkshire. The scarf is a protest to put pressure on the government to ditch the planned 80 billion pound spend renewing the trident nuclear weapons programme. You can find out more about this at www.woolagainstweapons.co.uk.

This project is the brain child of Jaine and you can read about the beginning of this project here on her blog Beeswax and broomsticks.

In the end it was my commitment to doing this that carried me through. This really is the last call.


Editied to add: I forgot to say that the after the event the scarf pieces will stitched together and made into around 2000 blankets, which will be sent to well needed places. Now isn't that a thing!

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I will be away from my patch for the next little while.

hazy summer morning on the common

I'm off to dip my toes in the Dorset sea.

surprised to find this patch of pretty harebells yesterday.

I'm looking forwarding to taking in some of those lovely Jurrasic views. I have walked some of the South west coast path here. A few years ago now. One day I will continue my walk. I remember it was beautiful, exhilarating, scary and bloody knackering! I carried my rucksack and tent, and little dog was with me on the lead. I stopped at Chesil beach after several days, I couldn't carry my pack anymore! I will travel very light next time..... I'm looking forward to seeing it again and remembering the adventure. Catch up soon.