Y'know, I was OK yesterday.

This morning, two blocks from work, a song came on the radio and I just started to cry... it's been hard to shake (doesn't help that it's gray and raining today).

My friend Carole calls that "sneaky grief." She is so right.

My mom died five years ago yesterday. And I miss her. A lot. I suppose I always will.

So bear with me.

The MACRO:

Another peony. The kids were over for a while yesterday and Junah was having a hard time when it was time to head home. He stomped outside... and I walked out after him. We sat together on the front porch and talked it out (sort of?), and then he jumped up and ran around the corner of the house. Pretty soon he came back and gave me this peony. Though similar, this isn't one of mine; he wasn't gone long enough, for one thing. So, thanks, sweet Junah... and neighbors!!

Speaking of the front porch, I stopped to take a photo of mine as I left for work this morning.

Do you see it? That sweet little kitty curled up on my porch chair?

That's not our cat. He/she sure looks right at home, though!

This is one of the sweetest photos I've taken of Malina yet; sitting on my front porch with her mama last night.

So, emotions are all over the place, anyway, and now this:

IT'S A RAD TIME TO BE A KNITTER!!

Though I don't post much about politics, I haven't been silent -- except that I really cannot say that guy's name or call him "my president," so silent in a way, I guess. I am still utterly shocked that he was even elected and I still find him utterly despicable. He has done absolutely nothing to change those feelings.

I stand with Ravelry 100%