The other day, Oli was doing some joinery work on our new, floored loft access. He had been up there for quite a while and I had heard little sawing, drilling or hammering and I had seen little sawdust floating down like fresh piney snow. I politely enquired as to how it was going and he called down, “I’m making good mental progress.” I loved this, and have thought about it a lot since.
Looking. Thinking. Sometimes the thinking is far, far more important than the doing. When I am sitting on the sofa or the floor, feeding Otis, or holding him while he drifts off to sleep, I feel impatient to sew, cut, find the bit of fabric I’m thinking of, get out my machine and actually make something. But these forced periods of (relative, I am still usually required to build a train track or similar) inactivity do make for lots of planning. In the same way that being limited by finances, or weather, or time makes for lots of house-related contemplation and changes of mind, all this thinking about crafting means that I can make lots of adjustments and plans before I get to start. All the subsequent stops for all the other millions of things we need to do mean I can re-consider. Of course, I get rather frustrated, too: some window blinds I’ve been working on just seem to be crawling along, not helped by the desperately boring nature of making window blinds. But I am trying to think of it instead as Good Mental Progress.
More tangibly, I managed to finish off this felt bunting I made for a friend as a house warming present. I wanted it to be very simple and folky and she likes owls, so it grew from there. The lovely thick felt is from Blooming Felt, where I got the Christmas stocking felt from, and is just so nice to work with.
Next on my list, apart from the infernal blinds, is baby Rowan’s quilt. I took it out the other day and gave myself a pep talk in the style of a marathon runner about how close I really was, not long now, etc, so I must get it out and finish it. After that there’s a very sweet children’s cape in a new book I got for Christmas, and I have real knitterly urges to knit a blanket for a new baby, and my jeans need repairing, and I really want to make an embroidered sampler with some text on it, and of course there is the felting, and the spinning wheel, and, dare I say the words, ‘advent calendars’…
(Obligatory baby shots below)