It's raining. I love autumn rains. It's so cozy to cuddle up in front of the fireplace, drinking latte and reading a good book. Or listening to good music and knit, alone with my thoughts. I used to hate the quiet, even when alone TV or radio had to be switched on. But now - I don't know if I'm getting old or what :) - I like peace and quiet. I once heard it said that if you have to have loud voices and music around you all the time, you dread the quiet because then you have to look into your thoughts and to be face to face with yourself. That it's the mental equivalent of thrusting fingers into your ears and shouting: "La-la-la-la-la, I don't hear you, I don't hear you!" Maybe.
I love spring. I love summer. I even love winter a little. But in the autumn I feel "in place". The mood suits me. I don't know, maybe in my heart of hearts I am a melancholy person, although in real life I'm lively and talkative. But even in my creative work all good thoughts tend to come to me in the autumn. Beats me, really.
26.9.09
15.9.09
At home
Although autumn hasn't started yet we are already ill. Today Jum Jum* stayed home from school: he has a sore throat and quite an awful cough. Ah well. Hot tea with blackberry jam and/or honey and ginger is in order as well as woollen socks and eucalyptus oil fume plus a few other tricks I've learned over the years from my grandmother. They work really well.
Jum Jum is quite happy with this. He's drawing with window paints at the moment. I'm sure all our windows will soon be so decorated we can't see out - he's an Asperger and his interests come as big (sometimes quite smothering) waves and usually include much creativity.
And me - I can stitch. :) So there is no bad without good.
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* His real name is Sander (local derivation from Alexander), but we call him Jum Jum - from Astrid Lindgren's "Mio, my Mio"
Jum Jum is quite happy with this. He's drawing with window paints at the moment. I'm sure all our windows will soon be so decorated we can't see out - he's an Asperger and his interests come as big (sometimes quite smothering) waves and usually include much creativity.
And me - I can stitch. :) So there is no bad without good.
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* His real name is Sander (local derivation from Alexander), but we call him Jum Jum - from Astrid Lindgren's "Mio, my Mio"
13.9.09
Oriental again
3.9.09
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