Almost two weeks ago, my hubster had heart bypass surgery. He's doing fine--gaining strength every day. I don't have the words to express how grateful we are for his incredible doctors and the competent and kind staff at the hospital.
During those hospital days, the Clapotis was my companion. The predictable knit was soothing and became a meditation for me, "Knit one, knit through the back, knit, knit, knit, knit through the back." Over and over again. My own heart was aching as I watched my hubster hooked up to monitors, tubes, wires and saw his incisions. "Knit through the back, knit, knit, knit. . . " I thought of each stitch as one more stitch closer to recovery.
Right now, the hubster is home and we're establishing a new rhythm to our life. During the little walks he needs to take during the day, we take in the world around us. They go a long way towards his healing .
I realized I also am healing when, during one of our walks, I noticed this flower and thought it reminded me of something. Something yarny.
When I got home, I dug through the stash. Oh, yes! The koigu! I bought it before all this happened and had intended to make a cowl or scarf for the fall.
Sometime during the past two weeks, fall began. It's not too late. Maybe I won't finish it--the cowl or scarf-- for this fall. But I can finally see a future of many autumns ahead for the hubster and me.
