Maybe it is the soft air of Spring, maybe the huge tax return Sam just gave us (blessed be, twins), but I am full of loves this week.
:: Silk blend Yarns : Oh, how I love thee, silk blend yarns, so soft and color rich, soaked in color, really. I seem to have gone the route of silk blends for some time now. There is something about them, the warmth and light loft and just plain prettiness. Here is a bit from my stash collective, all in very spring like colors.
The blend somehow makes pastels look better. The purple is Noro Cash Iroha, the pink Noro Lily, and the Louisa you can see. The Louisa will be another Hurricane Hat, the Lily a springtime light cardigan. Maybe of my own design, just something little and simple.
:: Hurricane Hats : Speaking of the HH.
Need a simple and lovely beanie to get you through Spring? This one took a few hours and is my favorite of the moment. The cleverly placed purls are easy to track without stitch markers and the knitting goes fast. I cannot wait to cast on again with the Louisa Harding blend.
:: 'Poo' free hair : Yes, I think we all love poo free hair. But I am talking about shampoo free hair.
I read a great post about ditching all the chemicals in hair products and embarked on my own attempt. If you read the post you will see she 'washes' with baking soda paste and 'conditions' with apple cider vinegar. It is really easy and my hair and scalp feel better than ever before. I add a few drops of essential oil into the baking soda paste for that little Aveda 'fix' I need. And the vinegar smells never lingers longer than it takes to get my hair dry. I think this will save untold dollars and help clear my scalp of the pesky eczema lurking there. Yay, poo free!
:: My boys : Of course I do love them. Before nap I found them in the backyard with a wheel barrow full of books, sitting in the sun, 'reading' and catching the light in a glittery page of butterflies. And the way they use their words, all the time, never stopping, full outpouring of language. Some intelligible, some requiring translation. Here they are at snack time.
And the daring duo at the park.
:: The first poppy : Now is the time in California when our native poppy explodes over fields and appears in the most random of places.
They self seed, so you never know. This one is in the front yard. Well, was. The boys are still learning the word 'gentle' and 'alive'. He picked it for me, I like to think we passed some seeds along for next year.
And you...what are you loving this week?