Weekending

This past weekend was all about staying warm and cozy indoors.

There was knitting (accompanied by a delightfully relaxing hot toddy).

There was cookie baking.

Because I had promised to make these for him back in November, Pickle Egg Rolls were finally prepared and fried for Justin. The verdict: a little weird, but still tasty. I would make them again.

And lastly, I was fascinated again by the sun-lit, sparkly frost on the windows. After more snow and ice today, I think this beautiful frost may start melting towards the end of the week.

I hope your weekend was a good one, too!

Fun With Frost

It was dark and -4 degrees when I left the house very early this morning, so I was concentrating on not slipping on ice, not getting blown off course by the wind, and crossing my fingers that my car would start (success on all counts). Thankfully, there was enough light when I got home to notice and take some photos of the lovely and impressive frost formations we've got going on.

I wish that the sun had been in the correct position to provide a little sparkle, but the temperatures are predicted to drop even lower over the weekend, so these frosty feathers aren't going to be melting any time soon. Hopefully, I'll be able to take some photos with the sun behind them tomorrow or Sunday. If we're going to be locked in the deep freeze, I'm glad it's at least pretty.

The Perfect Word

I've found the perfect word for 2018, and it came from Lene Alve, a wonderfully creative writer from Finland. She blogs about her life, knitting, crochet, food, reindeer, knitted cats and their wardrobes, and each post is full of beautiful words and photos. She wrote every day during the Christmas season, and it was a joy to wake up and know that there was going to be one of her lovely posts waiting to be read.

It was this one that provided me with my word - Enough. As soon as I read it, I knew that this was the word to guide me throughout 2018. Not in the angry sense of yelling "I've just had enough!" and stomping away, but more in the way of recognizing that you have tried enough, done enough, eaten and drunk enough, gratitude that you have enough of what you need, you are enough.

The Christmas season often makes me feel that I've never done quite enough. This is a completely internal thing, and not something anyone else has ever made me feel or forced upon me. It can be almost paralyzing at times, to the point that I may not do enough because I'm frozen by my inability to do more. It may sound silly, but enough spoke to me, and I'm glad to begin 2018 with a lovely freeing feeling of enough.