Mersydotes

Over the past few pre-summer months, we've taken some lovely day trips that have each had their own striking color pallet.  Take, for example, our outing to the Jersey Shore where the sun and the wind seemed to swirl everything into a medley of blue: Or our trip to the local iris gardens, right at the peak of their blooms: And the farmer's market we take a wander through once a week to see what is ripe: Ooohhhh...and I don't want to forget our quick dash back to Illinois right as the chill was leaving the air, and the sun was making its self known, a little more each day: All of this has made Mr. Mersy and I feel like we are awash with color.  One of the best things about no longer living in Queens is that seasonal change comes with the fresh air and space to enjoy it.  We were always amazed by the number of spring bulbs the supers planted around the apartment buildings, but the tulips and daffodils were invariably stolen...

Last night, Mr. Mersy came home to find the kitchen table, ironing board, and bed completely covered with various bits and bobs of crochet and knitting.  Yarn was tangled up everywhere, amigurumi chickens and mice peeked out from every corner, and the number of doilies strewn around was pretty shocking.  But he didn't bat an eye- his yarn tolerance is incredible! All this mess was part of preparing for a flea market tomorrow morning where, for the first time ever, I'll be selling some of my creations.  I'm not sure that New Jersey needs stuffed chickens or hanging ornaments in the shape of watermelon wedges, but I might just be pleasantly surprised!   Best case scenario: I sell everything I've ever made and my fascination with yarn becomes a profitable enterprise rather than just a relaxing pastime.  Worst case scenario: I don't sell a thing and someone insults my doilies.  Personally, I'm hoping for something in the middle- ...

Has spring sprung?  One day it seems like it has, with sunshine and mild temperatures and strolls around town, and the next we're back in the snow and wind and freezing rain with warnings of a Nor'Easter heading for the East Coast.  But there are signs that warm days are on the way, and on one fortuitous walk to the park we stumbled upon snowdrops- snowdrops!  Little bells tolling the arrival of springtime- we just have to wait a little longer. And while snowdrops are sprouting outside, yarn flowers have been sprouting in our living room.  This gorgeous batch of new cotton holds a million possibilities (and was only a buck a skein!).  It is actually a cotton synthetic blend, giving it a really soft feel without any pilling.  These little flowers are my first project with the new batch of yarn- I've been wanting to make a springtime flower garland for my grandmother, and these were the perfect colors- half brights,...

And.......I'm back! Phew!  It's been a long time since my last post in July, and in all those days and weeks and months, lots and lots of life has happened- and a whole bunch more is on the way.  But it feels nice to come back to this little digital corner of the world and say hello once more.  To be honest, I'm not quite sure who I'm chatting with here on the blog, but even if it's just myself (and probably my mother), that's perfectly fine!  It's a little place where everything can be just as it should. Wintertime has been perplexing this year, don't you think?  The vicissitudes of the weather have been really striking here in NJ (yep- we moved!).  One day it's in the 60s and as mild as late spring, and the next it's gray and frigid, the bare trees huddled against the wind.  Right now, it's one of those desolate, gray days, but I just noticed a few flakes of snow drifting past the window.  That would be a nice way to brighten thing...