I’ve been in a stash-busting mood. I’ve also been in a non-thinking-knitting mood. That means I’m knitting lots of patterns written by other people that I’ve been longing to knit for years. This week I cast on Francie by Rebekkah Kerner. This is such a beautiful, well thought out pattern. It’s interesting but not all-attention-consuming. The ribs in the sock are winding and gnarling like a tree, and the designer had the book A Tree Grows in Brooklyn in mind when she was designing it. (One of my all-time favorite books.) I love patterns based on literary characters. It’s like my 2 favorite hobbies hanging out. Last time I was in the twin cities I stopped by a little yarn shop and was introduced to “Dream in Color” yarn. I could not leave there without a skein, and picked this lovely, smoky blue. I intended it for some kind of shawl. But when I was looking up on Ravelry some great projects using this yarn, this pattern kept coming up. I hadn’t connected before that this was the yarn used in the original design.
My reading has been limited to books for the kids lately. In our morning hour, one of our subjects is Shakespeare and we are using How to Teach Your Children Shakespeare, which is just so great. We’ve finished all of “A Midsummer Night’s Dream,” and are now moving to “Twelfth Night” now. My kids are absolutely loving this unit, possibly more than any unit we’ve done in years.
For our morning tea time, I read aloud a chapter book directed towards the younger kids, but one the older kids would still enjoy. This year it’s The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane. We read this author last year too and loved her then. This book does not disappoint at all. We are all in love with Edward Tulane, and are watching him slowly learn to love as well.
After the little girls go to bed at night, I read a book directed more at the older kids. Little Britches has been on our reading list for awhile. This story is told so well of a little boy moving to a ranch and learning to be a rancher, horse man, cowboy…he calls it by various names. The kids have been begging me at the end of each chapter to read more. My voice hasn’t been able to hold up to that, as the chapters are a bit longer than the books for the little kids. But I have to admit, I wish we could too.