The approach of June brings a tinge of sweet sadness. This year especially. Watching my daughters coming to the end of another school year emphasizes the passage of time in their lives. I look at their dear faces and recognize only bits of their baby selves. They are becoming strong, independent young women and every minute are growing toward the day when they will be fully fledged beings. I have been reading Marcia's poignant posts about her son's graduation and have been very touched by the grief she's experiencing. That's still years away, but occasionally I get just a flash, a split-second glimpse of my girls as they will be, striding off into the fullness of their lives.
Kevin's nearing the end of his school year as well. Tonight was the district music festival where he conducted the beginning violin students from all the schools in the district. Next week he collects his students' instruments and bids them farewell for good, as his position has been stricken from the budget for next year. I know he suffers at the thought of the kids who won't get to play next year and at having to say good-bye.
It's a time of many endings, these few weeks as the solstice looms. Yet for all this, June is one of my favorite months. The rains, heavier this year than usual, seem to have passed. The days are golden, while the grass on the hills is still brilliant green. In a few weeks the hills will fade to a pale bronze. This is the time when the roses are in bloom. A walk through the Municipal Rose Garden in San Jose is a riotous dance through color and fragrance and the delightful sounds of bees humming from blossom to blossom. There is a sense of satisfaction in having come through the hard months (less hard in the Bay Area, of course, than other places, to be sure) and having arrived in the time of bounty. I count my blessings daily.
The store continues to evolve. I'm still working long hours, but I am managing to find a day off now and again and the whole first weekend of June (barring disasters, natural or otherwise) to spend with my sweeties. I'm even finding a bit of time to knit.
I started my Ribby Cardi while on the plane to Maryland. I chose pale pink Cascade 220 for the body and charcoal grey for the sleeves. I figured it would be the perfect thing to keep over the back of my chair at the store for chilly mornings. With lots of idle time on the plane, waiting in airports and hanging with my knitting buddies, I finished the back before I arrived home from that trip. The rest of the pieces took a little longer, but I finished the second sleeve on Sunday afternoon, a little more than two weeks since I started. What a remarkable job Bonne Marie has done with this pattern. I love the contrast of the 2x2 ribbing at the side seam with the 3x1 ribbing for the main part of the body pieces. Everything about this pattern made it easy and quick to knit. This one is in need of a good blocking and then seaming, but I'm already scheming to make another one. Perhaps in Rowan Calmer....
I have also been determined to pick up some projects that were abandoned last summer. The Goddess Tank from VK Summer 2004 is now complete, but it refused to be photographed indoors. I couldn't capture the coral color of the Calmer, nor the lovely detail of the criss-crossed straps. The Giotto Tank, from the same VK issue, however, was more cooperative. The two hanks of Colinette claim to be the same color, but the variation is quite remarkable. There's far greater contrast in the one I used for the front (darker darks, lighter lights), while the one for the back is more muted. C'est la vie. I'm anxious to seam the sides, finish the i-cord straps and be able to wear this, now that the summer weather is upon us. Next up, a slew of tanks. I have two in Rowan All Seasons Cotton (stashbusting!), one in Crystal Palace Mikado Ribbon and one in CP Deco Ribbon. And a summer zip up cardi for Kevin in ASC, summer tanks for the girls, a baby sweater for the store. Bring on the summer knitting!