I am heartsick.
Canada Post may have lost my shawl, Tidal Pools. It was travelling to KnitEast for the Fashion Show. I sent it last Monday, express post 3-day delivery, guaranteed. It has not arrived.
I say may, simply because there is the hope that it will still arrive, late, but not lost. I know that it is just a shawl. I have the pattern – I could reknit and repaint. But I won’t, my heart, quite simply, would not be in it. Tidal Pools was my summer, now I am looking forward to the fall, winter and next summer. I have my projects already in mind and I am choosing fibre’s and patterns and working on idea’s. I don’t look back – I am always looking to the next project. That is how I work.
Tidal Pools was special to me. I had the idea for the shawl and started knitting. This last summer was not the best, but there were a couple of stellar days, including a wonderful day with a walk on the beach with a young friend. The tide was out and we shared the wonder of discovery. The Sea-stars that day were amazing. So many new wonders in my favorite place. I painted the wonder into Tidal Pools. In it are my memories of a couple of special days, shared with friends. I have the pictures, but I can’t wrap them around me on a miserable winter day when I am longing for a bit of sun and a walk on the beach.
Enough with the whingeing! Fini!