the time of year

We have our years subdivided for us, broken into the likes of summertime or christmas time for example, but the good times are those unofficially recognised weeks in between. They're the best because they're all your own. Like right now the summer is nearly over but instead of the impending sense of sadness you expect you would feel, it's actually really exciting. There's the same sort of expectant feel to the place, as if a contageous anticipation has begun to spread, and hopes are on the up as they were when the summer began. There's the great back-to-school weather and old friends are coming back in to town for college, and although the nights are getting longer it doesn't feel as though the afternoons spent hanging out together outside are getting any shorter.

So while we're happily making lanes of memories down which we will one day be able to walk, I'm also loving how it's time to start knitting again. Last year I learnt how to knit with five needles at a time to make mittens, this year I want to learn to knit in the round to make better hats. In the mean time if anybody wants a scarf, let me know!