Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Cold days


I made this little card today.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Happy Sunday


Just a page from my prayer journal today.

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Thursday, February 3, 2011

A question for you

Guys, I am so disappointed in myself. It's already February and I have yet to finish that sock that I started knitting again at the beginning of the year. I haven't cheated on the sock with any other of my shiny WIPs though, so the project monogamy resolution is still going strong. I just haven't been knitting.

Or blogging, obviously. I'm such a sucky blogger. I really am.

I will have you know, however, that instead of knitting or blogging, I've spent January 2011 reading. Which definitely qualifies as an edifying and worthwhile investment of time. I'm up to my eyeballs in books these days and I'm loving it.

So far this year I have read two books, one about eco-feminist catholics and one about the use of prayer beads in different traditions and I've been keeping up with the daily mass readings and the liturgy of the hours. Right now I am reading a book on the history of prayer from homoerectus to modern day religious folks called Prayer: a history (I wonder if anyone else thinks of Hermione Granger when they hear that title)

That certainly qualifies as a lot of reading in my opinion.

On a related note, here's a question for you: Gentle blog reader, I seek merely to please you with my writing, as you know. In order for me to better serve you, I need to know what you want from me. Are you interested in my spiritual stumblings? Do you care about my knitting? I know lots of my readers are family, do you want more pictures of Roxie Max and Salem? Every time I write a new post I feel a little bit nervous. When I write about religious stuff I'm worried that I'll offend someone or seem like some kind of mystical hippy fruit loop. When I write about knitting I'm worried that I'm boring the pants off non-knitters. When I write about Dalin or Roxie or the kitties I'm worried that no one cares about my freaking dog. Ya know?

Could all this worrying be the product of an overly anxious mind? It's possible.

But still, I want to know. Please leave a comment with any thoughts about what you'd like to see here.