Sometimes it is the simplest things that make your heart warm. This past Saturday, one of the ladies brought her 4 year old daughter E with her to our knit group. For the most part, kids aren’t a part of our gatherings. The focus is on being friends rather than being moms but on this morning it was either bring E or not come. I happened to have a pair of wooden needles with lady bug ends on them and a spare ball of yarn (go figure) that I tucked into a felt bag so that E would also have knitting. When she arrived, I told her she didn’t have to knit but she did need to bring her knitting if she was going to be a “Chick with Stix”
The bag went away in favour of other little girl things for about a 1/2 hour and then it came back out and E wanted to learn. Tucked in beside me, we made the needle find the loop, grow and pass over the needles without loosing or sometimes losing the other stitches. It wasn’t long before she claimed “she could do it by herself” and guess what, she could! Perfectly? No but frankly, when is the last time you didn’t need to fix a stitch or two along the way?
This morning I dug out my new lens for the camera. The snow was that perfect lazy one flake at a time and I have been dying to catch the simple beauty of a flake on wool. Those simple frozen water drops aren’t so simple when you get up close. The took my breath away when I loaded them up on the computer screen.
I love the simple things, unexpected, unplanned and very special when they occur.