Little Cotton Rabbits

March: blossoming, birdsong and buds

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We’re in that odd in-between time of year where one day it feels like Spring has arrived bringing sunshine, blue sky and warm breezes, and the next winter has reasserted dominance by sweeping back in with chilling frosts and squally sleet showers. There are however signs that Spring is really just around the corner:

• the treetops are a-twitter with small bird song, not yet at the full glory of a May dawn chorus, but certainly building towards it,
• the plum tree in our garden is in full blossom, drawing in the first bumble bees and a few butterflies emerging from their hibernation in the woodpile,
• the days are often warm enough to hang out washing on the line again, I do love gathering in line-dried washing, it smells so fresh and clean,
• blackthorn is just beginning to blossom out in the hedgerows, with the frothy white flowers so pretty against the bare branches
• trees are starting to bud, not yet turning green but poised and ready to begin
• and it looks as though Katsue the little fox is pregnant, she’s grown very rotund around the middle and I’m pretty sure it not just all of the cocktail sausages she’s been eliciting from me

Back inside I’m really excited to be working on a new 9 inch animal pattern again, but progress is unfortunately woefully slow. Having Toby here for most of the time means that I’ve had to adapt to a new way of working and basically snatch what time I can between taking care of him. It makes for very sporadic and haphazard progress, but I’m pleased if, at the end of each day, I’m able to say that I’ve moved forward a little. It’s too early in the process to show you anything just yet, but I’m really looking forward to reaching the point where I can share some progress pictures with you.

As an antidote to the brain taxing business of pattern writing I’ve been spending the bookends of each day knitting simple things, (that is to say the early mornings when I’m not fully awake, and the late evenings when I’m dozing off again). I’ve made a few of these small bandana type scarves now, it’s a lovely easily remembered pattern, perfect when when you’ve run out of concentration capacity. The pattern is called 'Sorgenfri Torkle' by Guri Pedersen and I'm knitting it in Cardiff Cashmere Classic yarn in shade 518 Piombo

Well that's all of my news for this time, I hope to have some more details of the new animal pattern soon, thanks as always for visiting with me, see you in April, J x

February, mud and hope

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February has been a bit challenging here. Toby has been unpredictable and had a couple of quite violent and scarily out-of-the-blue meltdowns, the worst of which resulted in a trip to A&E for me with a bitten hand. It was shocking and upsetting because it was so sudden and unexpected, he's never bitten me like that before. Knitting was out of the question for a couple of days, but the antibiotics have dealt with any infection and the swelling and bruising have gone down so I'm happily knitting away again now.

As a result I've been thinking a lot this month about counterpoint and the fact that tough times are somehow necessary in order to be truly grateful and appreciative of all that is good in life. Even though our good days here don't contain the elements that many people require to call a day a good one, (like trips or meals out, holidays, family celebrations etc.) I count us lucky that our good day requirements are simple and mostly achievable.

Our good days are created simply when Toby is calm and content and we each have a little time to ourselves. Even on a bad day I try to find a moment in the early morning or late evening to sit with my knitting, * read a book, or ** listen to some music, and say to myself "My day is really good right now" ***. It has felt good to say this out loud, and appreciate that in that moment things actually are good. I'm going to continue this practice and acknowledge the good moments when they arrive with that little phrase, it's really helping me to feel more positive, especially on days when good has only come in fleeting moments.

Our regular countryside walks have of course been another source of good in our days. Although the winds have been cold and the mud is still thickly gelatinous underfoot, there are changes that signal a shift in the seasons is on the way. The first herald of spring in our local woodlands is the emergence of carpets of snowdrops and overhead the bright yellow catkins of the hazel tree release puffs of pollen which are wafted to neighbouring trees on the breeze. We've had a few bright blue sky days of sunshine too and that is always uplifting, especially after weeks of grey murk and mist.

On one of our regular walks we stop at a bench for a snack and in this field there are these curious tussocks. It's taken me a while to work out what they are, but I've now realised that each one is a red ant colony. There are hundreds of them dotted across this field and it's quite mind blowing how many ants there must be busying away under the soil. Sitting on this bench while Toby eats his biscuits is another good moment, nature is awesome and always wonderous to contemplate. We're lucky to be able to get out into the nearby countryside and enjoy it, and also to have regular visitors to our garden too; birds and squirrels and the beautiful foxes. Little Katsue (with the broken leg, which she's adapted to well) and handsome Kai are both still visiting most days for snacks. The first 3 fox pictures above are Kai (the dog fox) and the lower 3 pictures are Katsue (the vixen).

Well, that's my news from this month, I am working on patterns again (a couple of different small 7 inch animals, including the fox/deer pictured at the top of this post, plus coats and cardigans patterns for the small animals) and I'm putting the finishing touches to a couple of tutorials that just need laying out and proof-reading. I hope to share more news of those soon.

'Til next time thank you for dropping in to visit with me, wishing you good moments in your days ahead, J x

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*Currently reading Watership Down by Richard Adams, first read it as a child and in the intervening decades I somehow forgot what a great book it is.

** Listening a lot to The Wailin Jennys version of 'Light of a Clear Blue Morning' and the soundtrack to the film 'Land' (especially Healing part 1 &2, Over the Pines and Walking Hymn)

***Quote from the film 'Wonder', based on the book by R. J. Palacio, which I've been watching lots recently, if you've never seen it you should :)

 

 

January frosts & home comforts

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The days between Christmas and New Years Day are an annual gift I give myself, a peaceful pause in the march of days when no ‘to-do lists’ are allowed to intrude. Instead there is just a gentle drifting, a pottering and flitting between things that feel right at the time. We walk with Toby every day out in the quietly dormant countryside, and then it’s back home to warm up by the fire and put cosy indoor clothes on. Afternoons and evenings are spent reading or watching films and knitting, of course.

However, now that the year has got going I'm finding it hard to pick up the pace, so we're still in hibernation mode here and gradually easing back into routines. Toby is back at his two activity days and I plan to start pattern writing again next week, hopefully picking up where I left off before Christmas if I can gather together all of my notes and remember where I got to.

As always, walking in the countryside remains a big part of our week. The woods in January are cold and still and quiet, shrouded in drifting mists and carpeted with mud and damp leaves and the overhead branches make filigree frames around patches of leaden sky. There’s no birdsong, just the cawing of crows and chattering of magpies, all of the smaller birds have flown off towards back gardens where food is more plentiful. Mice, shrews and hedgehogs are all tucked up and hibernating and the squirrels spend weeks slumbering high up in their cosy dreys before rousing from their torpor on warmer days and coming out to forage. 

Not that there have been many warmer days of late. Last week was bitterly cold here, with deep frosts so we were bundled up in extra layers and our walks were brisk affairs, rather than the leisurely strolls of summer. It was so beautiful out there though, every surface shimmering with a diamond dusting of tiny ice crystals.

Back home I curl myself around a cosy hot water bottle and nestle down under a warm blanket and knit socks. There is peace and quiet and comfort and I feel immensely grateful to be right here, right now.

I hope that there is cause for a little gratefulness in your January days too, J x

December days

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The arrival of winter always brings a desire to slow down, to cosy up, to hibernate a little. Winter storms have rolled in bringing cold winds, lashing rain and grey skies but here inside it is quiet, and still, and warm, and there is comfort and peace in the simple pleasures of reading a book or knitting a pair of socks. I'm up early each day to catch the sunrise, or at least a lightening of the gloom, and the quiet moments in between Amy going off to work and Toby getting up are a favourite part of my day, as I enjoy my early morning cup of tea and the freedom to spend a little time on anything of my own choosing.

Out in the countryside all of the Autumn leaves are down, dashed from the trees in the recent early winter storms and now lying damply underfoot. There are always a few weeks at the end of Autumn when you really need to know the route out in the woods as the pathways are hidden under deep drifts of leaves, so it's easy to loose your way. There is mud too, so much mud, and Toby and I slip about almost like skaters as we make our way along our familiar pathways.

The outgoing migrant birds have flocked and flown for warmer places far away. The birds that over-winter here are just arriving. All summer long there's been no sight or sound of a blackbird in our garden, but all of a sudden there are six of them, all squabbling over ownership of the topmost branches of the plum tree.

The foxes are back in our garden too, after spending the summer months elsewhere. A sure sign that the weather has turned and that they need extra supplies to grow their thick winter coats and bulk up a little to better cope with the colder weather to come. For the first time we are winning the trust of a dog fox, he accompanies Katsue (the small vixen with the injured foot who started visiting in springtime) and every day gets a little bolder and comes a little further from the bushes. We've called him Kai and he is very handsome, hopefully I'll get some more pictures of him once he's more relaxed.

Well, I'm going to sign off here until the new year. We're having a very quiet and simple Christmas, the tree will go up tomorrow and then there will be good food, quiet candlelight and lots of cosying - plus plenty of sock knitting.

Thank you so much for visiting here with me, it's lovely to have your company and I deeply appreciate all of the kind comments and messages that you send my way. I hope that you have a peaceful few weeks, and that you're able to spend time with those you love best. I wish you and yours a merry Christmas (if you are celebrating), and a very happy start to the New Year, J xxx

 

sweater dresses, new patterns

 

For the 9 inch animals...

 

 

 

 

 

 

And for the 7 inch animals...

 

 

Hello there, I'm just emerging from my cosy little corner, where I've been ensconced for the last few weeks knitting away every spare moment in my days, and I'm happy to let you know that I have a couple of new patterns ready to share.

This is an animal outfit that I've wanted to work on for a while and I think my teenage self would approve, because in the 1980's sweater dresses were the height of fashion. I had a maroon machine knitted one with a white Fair Isle design, probably from C&A or Top Shop, worn with maroon tights and maroon suede pixie boots and I thought myself most sophisticated when wearing this to go into town on a Saturday morning!

So this pattern is for sweater dresses/sweaters, worked from the top down, with 4 different yoke designs, each of which can be worked either as a longer length flared dress or a shorter and narrower sweater.

There are instructions for working the lower body and sleeves either flat and then seamed, or seamlessly in the round if preferred. The yoke for each design is always knitted flat in order to accommodate an opening at the back of the neck, making it easy to dress your animal, and there's a functional button fastening at the back.

Also included is a single colour version with a simple textured yoke.

There is a version to fit the 9 inch animals and one for the smaller 7 inch animals too, if you'd like a copy of either pattern they're now available on Ravelry and Etsy.

I'm so thankful to the people who have helped me test out the pattern, they've already made some lovely sweaters, and I'm looking forward to seeing what everyone else makes from these patterns. If you do give the patterns a go, please do share your makes on Ravelry or the Facebook group.

I am still working on a Coats and Cardigans pattern for the small 7 inch sized animals, and some new 7 inch animal patterns too, so those will be coming up once I've had a little more time in my cosy knitting corner.

Well, that's my news for today. The weather is turning colder here this week and winter is arriving out in the countryside, so Toby and I will be bundling up on our walks from now on. I'll hopefully be back soon with some pictures from our walks over this autumn.

So 'til next time thank you as always for visiting with me here, and for supporting me and my family by buying my patterns, and for the kind words you send my way in your messages and comments. I hope life is treating you kindly in these unsettling times,

J x