In lieu of Christmas this year – and by “Christmas” I mean all the decorating, baking, gift-making, and spending hours with relatives where any conversation beyond the weather or sports is a venture into gale-force winds of war – Greatest Husband and I will depart tomorrow afternoon for a week of cross-country skiing in the beautiful Methow Valley of Washington.
Our children have other plans and obligations that prevent our being together this year, so it’s just the two of us in a cozy lodge with ski and snow shoeing trails right outside the door. Bliss.
Double-bliss when I consider how stress-less and calm this entire month has been. I highly recommend that everyone, at least once in their lives, abandon all of the holiday hoopla, the traditions, the yoke we place around our necks and simply, firmly say, “not this year.”
Instead, I have found time to play. Time to ski. Time to drop in on other people’s holiday parties. Time to sleep through these long nights of December which is exactly what humans are meant to do.
And, time to sew and knit.
When I cleaned out my closet this fall, I came across two old “hippie” skirts that had outlived their age-appropriateness but still tugged at my inner flower child with their fluid patchwork colors. A pair of sharp scissors and some crepe-backed satin yardage has salvaged the fabric and turned out a pair of recycled scarves; one for me and one for a dear friend in Texas.
Once again, this new looping technique proved itself useful in attaching the beaded edging. Here’s a closer look.
Ok. It’s nap time for me. Or, maybe I’ll just nestle up to the fireplace with a cup of tea.
The no-Christmas Christmas is a wonderful thing.