More Scrappy Grannies

 The morning of our May 23rd craft meeting, I sent a message to the group asking if anyone had bits of scrap yarn they could bring so that I could continue adding to this very scrappy giant granny blanket.

One member did bring what she quickly gathered on her way out the door.

Of course, once I was home, Rosie had to inspect and provide her paw of approval.  :)

As you can see, the blanket has definitely grown by many rounds.

More blankets I'm working on that start out scrappy and then are added to with new matching yarn.

When they're still small, I can carry them with me for some car crochet.

Round and round and round ... calm, cozy comfort.

Sunday blessings.

In Order to Hear the Birds

 In order for me to write poetry that isn't political, I must listen to the birds, and in order to hear the birds, the warplanes must be silent.

(Marwan Makhoul)

Yesterday with the above poem in mind, I stitched two different colorways of two tatreez patterns that are documented and preserved in the digital library of tirazain.com -- the top motif is al sarookh (the missile) from Ramallah and the bottom motif is toyoor (birds) that is stitched in all areas of Palestine  

I headed to the park for a photo session after getting an iced coconut oatmilk latte (that came with free stickers) and a slice of banana loaf.

It makes me so happy to see and hear so many birds at the park.

Hope your day is filled with soothing sights and sounds.

Happy Saturday.

Mid(ish) Month Update

My craft group has not met officially since early February but seven of us who are core group members started a chat group so we could plan to meet when we're able.  Fortunately, we've managed to do just that several times over the past couple of months.

On the first of June, the airport reopened to international carriers but our morning started with three warning sirens in a row at 6:00 a.m.

On June 3rd at 1:00 a.m., there were many warning sirens accompanied by the loud booms of interceptions and we learned later in the day that the airport had been targeted and, therefore, once again, closed (except for 2 local carriers which means limited destinations and high fare prices).

On June 6th at 3:49 a.m., more sirens and some ground shaking booms from interceptions that even scared Rosie who had been sleeping at the foot of our bed.

Thankfully it's been quiet since.

I hope it stays that way but can't say I have a lot of faith in the parties involved.

Whether in community or at home on the couch, I'm still crafting away, trying to maintain my sanity.

Happy Friday!

Have a good weekend.

Peace out.