Listening to podcasts while I cook, clean or knit. Why it took me so long to get on board with podcasts I have no idea, but cleaning isn’t quite so boring anymore, and knitting while listening to a podcast in the evening is a delight. I’m especially enjoying Radiolab.
Running, running, running. And stalking the lovely (and uber expensive) technical running gear on the Icebreaker website, but not buying anything, because really? $85 running shorts? But I still look.
Going out and about with Little Miss here. As she says, “Mama, I like my fashion.”
Starting a new sewing project: a dress for myself. I haven’t sewn a dress for myself in YEARS. Definitely not since I had kids. It’s time.
On a spring cleaning kick. It is amazing what a difference some decluttering, rearranging and better storage can do.
Supervising slime experiments. We’ve done this science project many, many times over the years and it isn’t boring yet. The older the girls get the more they learn about it, and the more they engage by doing things like taking notes and making labels.
Working with Tom. We’ve started having weekly meetings where he explains to me what he’s working on and I help him plan, prioritize and stay on track with his goals. Both of us benefit from this, I think.
Listening to the rooster crowing from our neighbour’s yard where he’s (hopefully) fertilizing some eggs which will (hopefully) grow into some cute, fluffy chicks. After he’s done his job he’s destined for the soup pot.
Watching spring unfurl in the rain. We now have crocuses and a couple of daffodils and salmonberry blossoms, and the cherry blossoms and thousands of hummingbirds are on their way soon.
Reading. I’m currently alternating between The Master and His Emissary: The Divided Brain and the Making of the Western World by Iain McGilchrist and The Wind Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami. Both giant tomes with blue covers that explore the way we live in the world, but pretty much complete opposites in style and content.
Making stop-motion animation films with Claire. They are silly and fun and feature people doing things like getting off the bus or walking across a field.
Dreaming of summertime. Camping in the Catbus, eating cucumbers off the vine, swimming in the ocean and waking up to the sweet smell of the Pacific Northwest Rainforest in the summer, which smells something like warmed up cedar, lichen and moss.
Not stuck. And marvelling at the magic that is figuring out what you’re feeling and naming it to yourself. They say you’ve got to name it to tame it, and feel it to heal it. It’s true.