February- Once a month posts.

 Happy February! I hope the cold hasn't been to hard on you. You can tell this is a California bird. He looked so cold, I just had to stop and bother him by taking his picture. You know, my 2025 was hard, scary and really when I wrote my post for 2026, I thought I would be turning the page. I did, I just didn't know it would be a continuation of 2025. 

So needless to say, in order for me to be creative, I need a peaceful life. I don't have the brain space to do much creative things. I did dye wool last week.  

I was going for feathers for my newest rug I am working on. My daughter Emilie drew it out for me in October. 
 

I got that much done before I had to stop to dye wool. It isn't that dark. Plus you if you didn't know, I love hooking my kids art work. I guess you could say this is my newest project. 

I did finish this rug. I haven't bound it yet. Its on the list of things to do this week. Right after I finish my front flowerbed. I only have one flowerbed left. Then my spring training will be finished for awhile. Hopefully a beach trip is in my future. Maybe March. I hope. 

This is a rug pattern from Two Old Crows. Just because I have had it for a such a long time. I really wanted to hook it to hang on my walls. Now, it will maybe live in a cupboard for awhile. It also looks darker in the picture.

We haven't seen to many blue skies this winter. We have had lots of fog. When we have got a blue sky and the shine shines I just have to be outside. I can't even begin to imagine snow. I realize how Californian I have become. We are in February now, so hopefully as the days get longer each day, winter will loosen its grip. 

"The blue of heaven is larger than the clouds, Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass.

It's about learning to dance in the rain." I wish I could give credit for those sayings but I just wrote them down in my journal and I didn't leave a name with it. My nephew passed away last week. 

Its been sort of a nightmare week. He had a brain tumor and now he is healed and in no more pain. 

I am glad I have hope that we will see him again. Its just grief is such a hard thing. 

I haven't had words to write. Nor the will to hook. I just wanted you to know, that I am here, just out in the space I have been living for the last half of year. 

So, I keep asking the Lord," to teach me to dance in the rain." 

Have a wonderful week,

~Kim~