Autumn so far has been balmy. The grass is dry underfoot, crunching, everything is thirsty and wanting rain. Just in the last two days, the leaves have started to change, a spectacle of fiery glory.
Today I am 38 weeks pregnant. Golly, am I slowing down! I feel torn between wanting to clean the house and get through a to-do list before baby comes and well, knitting. Knitting makes me feel like I have some control over all the change that is about to happen. I want to feel like I am ready, whatever that means, so I knit. I am not sure of the how and why of it, but knitting always seems to be a good idea.
Yesterday the three of us went for a walk in the woods. Or for a wander rather, as we are not really there to hike. I am so grateful for my boys, for this season we are in. It is so, so good.