On My Needles
There is no denying that autumn is in the air. The nights are becoming blessedly cooler and the mornings are a little nippy. I even remembered to have my favorite autumn boots taken into the cobbler to be resoled. It must mean autumn in coming. I love autumn. In fact, if it didn’t indicate really scary things happening in the climate, I would love to oscillate between summer and autumn all year round. (I certainly could do without winter). I am also pretty sure it’s why Roam is suddenly back in my hands after a four-month rest. I suddenly really want to finish this little Cardi and I even want to start another one. I am blaming the cooler weather for this sudden turn of events in my knitting world. I suppose that there could be other reasons too, but those seem far less straightforward then a chill in the air, and these days I am all about straightforward. I have finished the “right front” section which means both the front and the back are finished and I have started the first sleeve. I am still relatively slow at moss stitch, so I don’t expect any big miracle finishes, but I am hoping to have the sleeve off the needles sometime this week, assuming of course that I don’t get distracted by something else.
Hmmmm……Maybe I should change the name of this section from On My Needles to My Current Knitting Distraction.
Between My Pages
Normally I wouldn’t review a book that I have read for college. However, Let Me Hear Your Voice by Catherine Maurice is a wonderful book that provides insight about a one family’s struggle with the diagnosis of Autism not once but twice, in a time when Autism was even less understood than it is now. Written as a memoir by the mother, Maurice, it is unabashed and unapologetic about the emotional impact that the diagnosis has had on her family and friends, and the myriad of emotions that she has to struggle to deal with. This book is a valuable read for anyone who is interested in the subject or is struggling with these issues in their own lives. While ?? does repeatedly indicate that she can only write about her own family, and that what worked in their case may not work in all cases, there is still a great deal of wisdom between these pages.