Tender

It hasn't been a full week since Steve moved out and I'm feeling very sad and lost. I know my new normal will come but until then, I'm trying to treat myself gently and with tenderness. The beach is such a restorative place for me and I'm trying to make myself visit it often, but some days it's just too hard to do even that. These photos are a good reminder why I need to go, every day if possible.

 

Can not remember the name of this shore bird, but he's not a regular.

The water was sparkling!

Early morning sun.

I've been cooking too, which for some reason I had stopped doing. This was a quiche that was just so-so, but it looks pretty.

These were also a bit bland, but pretty.

Using leftover beans with an egg, to be thrifty and healthy. I definitely need to find my cooking groove again.

Finished my second Nurmilintu and am quite pleased with it. I ran short of yarn so only did two sections of garter stitch and two of lace but then added a half repeat of the lace and I like it a lot.

I found my yarn from the knitting guild retreat and I think I may use this to finally make the Nymphalidea shawl, although mine would be smaller due to my yardage. I'm also in the process of swapping my craft room and guest room, which is somewhat overwhelming. I have so much stuff. I'd like to reduce what I have but it's so hard to make decisions right now.

But there's always this sweet face to keep me company. And I've been binge watching the BBC Father Brown series while knitting. It's funny but when I first watched an episode a year or so ago, I didn't care for it, but now it seems to be perfect. Am I the only person not watching the Olympics this year? Father Brown, Doctor Blake, and Inspector Lewis are more to my taste at the moment. Comfort television, knitting, and Gracie. Soothing to my soul.

 

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