Home, Sweet Home. Someone told me once that after being away she even kisses the pillow once she gets home. Home, Sweet Home. Well, I kissed good night to my pillow on Wednesday and was ever so happy to back from visiting family.
So much to write about every day, but some days just doesn’t easy into the time of sharing and ends in falling asleep with a beeping sound of the ‘I need charging!’ quest of the laptop. After plugging in, deep sleep follows and that is it normally for that day. The wood burner is finally working. My back really hurts though from pulling and pushing the house warming construction. It looks great and can’t wait to surround the wall around it with old household objects.
The Glocal Trinnovation Knitting Club had its second workshop and a new member, who made great progress in learning how to knit. Amazing times! It has a feeling of the tradition of ‘Fonó’, which originated from spinning the hemp during the winter where friends and family came together, singing and working. We did not sing, but chatted a lot, whilst Margit crocheted the edges of a scarf she knitted years ago. I finished little Zara’s scarf and Dori started to learn knitting. She did really well. We are fallowing the tradition of recycling. The scarf Margit knitted was originally a jumper with lace pattern that she made herself. When that became old-fashioned she knitted a vest for one of her girls and when that ended in the pile of ‘I don’t really like this Mummy any more’ it became a scarf, which was branded ‘too big’ and now it is being transformed into a shawl with crocheted edges for Margit again. These yarns are still strong, soft and totally wearable. Go on recyclable fashion, yay! By the way, sustainable fashion sometimes is only reinventing the wheel. Ask anyone from after World War ll. Nothing was thrown away. And ask anyone in a small Mozambican village, where people have very few clothes, which are worn as long as they hold together. They wouldn’t throw anything away. Reinventing the wheel, by awakening from our amnesia of throw away culture is the ‘privilege’ of the West.
Still, it is great that we are reconnecting to those old plies :-)
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