Colour

We packed up the rest of Christmas yesterday. The house, while suddenly filled with welcoming space and light, is also less colourful than it has been for the last month.

It's always an unsettling transition for me. As much as I love the freshness of January with its gleaming blank slate, a part of me still misses the coziness of Christmas. Particularly the afterglow days when we cuddle and nest, eating leftover treats and watching endless hours of television. Unbridled excess at its very best.

So this morning, the first day back to work, as it were, I decided to create something bright and happy. Lousy with colour, some might say.

I found some variegated baby yarn leftover from I don't know what, and whirled it into a fan stitch octagon that pleases me in the way only bright-coloured yarny goodness can.

January 5, 2009



Ahhh, that's better.