One moment your life is a stone in you,

Mom

and the next, a star. These past few days have been all about the stone. My mother passed away Friday just a few short days after being diagnosed with stage IV lung cancer. She passed quickly and painlessly and my sister was by her side, as were a handful of my mother’s closest friends. All I can manage to do is clean my house . . .  control, just knit, control.

Toni Moore
August 31, 1946-October 12, 2007

Mother
Artist/Weaver/Crocheter/Photographer/Singer
Animal lover extraordinaire
Played the Banjo, Guitar and Harp
One damn funny lady

I Love this Yarn!

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Okay now isn’t this the most beautiful cranberry! I am about to cast on for my second Clapotis with this luscious yarn. I was winding it into a ball this morning and could not get over how gorgeous it is and how it felt. I can’t wait to knit with it. I know, I know . . . I’ve knit one before but only scarf size. I have alot going on in my life right now, which I’ll post about when I feel more comfortable, and I need a familiar pattern that isn’t so fussy and demanding . . . comfort knits. This time it’s gonna be full wrap size to show off this beautiful yarn. Oh, what yarn is it? Plucky Knitter, its a Cranberry flavored 100% Merino lace weight and it’s so amazingly soft . . . seriously soft. I did finish Wisp and need to find some dainty buttons for it . . . Etsy here I come. I may or may not block it. The Kidsilk Haze is suck a great weight for the Central Texas winters. It’ll keep your neck warm and still scrunch up into a small enough ball to stuff in your pocket or tote when the sun toasts things up after lunch.

Love is patient and kind (and apparently likes Tex Mex)

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Today is our 9th wedding anniversary.
We had one of those quintessential Austin weddings… I really wanted to go to Vegas or have a combo yard sale/barbecue/wedding. I was already scheming up the invites…."bring some shit to sell, some meat to grill and watch us get hitched." DH would have no part of that.

We did manage to have a wedding just quirky enough to make me happy. We got married on a Friday night at the funky little duplex we were renting at the time. I made enchilada casserole, a friend made ceviche, we had cake, Mexican pastries and lots of Shiner Bock for the drinkers. The Meat Purveyors played in my carport. No one knew how to dance to bluegrass and seemed a bit surprised when the singer sang songs that dropped the f-bomb… but it was our wedding and they still are one of my favorite bands.

We had about 40 guests circling us when we exchanged vows, I kept thinking, "Light as feather, stiff as a board." I also remember thinking how lucky I was that the neighbors didn’t hang their clothes out in the front yard that day. Sweety, Id’ marry you allover again. xoxo