… looking at my kitchen bench this weekend, I recognised with satisfaction the change of season that is upon us. Instead of rows of soft and sweetly smelling stone fruit, the bench is heavy with pumpkins and cabbages. There are bowls of walnuts instead of berries. The last of the summer tomatoes are ripening on the window sill. Despite the sun still lingering on into the evening, we are closing the window early, keeping in the steamy warmth of baking bread, bubbling lime marmalade, fragrant stuffed cabbages and pumpkin pie.
… whilst waiting for kitchen timers to ring, we’ve settled into our autumn knitting. I’ve cast on and am zipping through this vest – knitted in Rowan’s Cocoon – 80% merino, 20% kid mohair – deliciously soft – it’s like knitting butter – if that doesn’t sound too mad – the body of the vest is in alpine and the fair isle pattern is in hedge and seascape – it’s my first attempt at fair isle and I’m so excited. See, this here girl is my knitting heroine and I’m longing to knit some of her mittens and berets and jumpers. But I need to skill-up first. Best of all, we bought this scrummy yarn at Wondoflex (you simply must visit – the loveliest, friendliest and most helpful women with a HUGE selection of gorgeous yarn from all over the world) yesterday at a ridiculously good price – 75% off. I do love Drops designs – so many have such lovely details and unusual twists. Just looking at their homepage is enough to send me into oooohs and ahhhs of delight. Maybe this winter I shall also get to this dear little cardigan – or maybe it will have to wait :-) And mum is finally sewing up the stripey cardie – oh my, it was knitted so long ago – when I broke my ankle.
… but right now, I’m sitting here at the computer and as soon as I hit publish, I need to hop into a good bit of research for an upcoming paper – a reflection on two nursing frameworks (I’ve chosen Florence Nightingale’s original biophysical focus and Dorothy Orem’s Self Care Deficit) and how they might influence the nursing care I provide for my patients. Busy times indeed. Our days are full, intense, stimulating and tiring. But very satisfying too. I do love the busyness that autumn brings.