control? lol

Due to the warmish (and very dry) weather we've had recently, I'm back to walking in the park almost every day and I never know what I'll run into. Like the child's sock hanging from the branch of a bush resembling an alien spring flower in the otherwise umber foliage. I long for color and in many ways it comes to me. The pairs of angora blend hand warmers that I knitted and sent to two very special daughters. Mine and a friend's. The yarn is Rowan's Angora Haze. Sumptuous! (the one on the right is actually a warm olive, not gray as picked up by the camera).

my excuse
Because I've been away from this blog for so long and so many friends check in regularly, I feel I'd like to tell you some of what's happening in my life at this time. My husband has been diagnosed with a rare cancer called nasopharengeal. It strikes about 1 in 100,000 people in the USA and is more prevalent in China and Africa and people of those ancestries (Ron is Sicilian-American!). He has been told the condition is treatable and is taking steps to prepare for it. Because the cancer is located in a very difficult place to get to, surgery isn't possible and he will have to endure specifically targeted chemo and radiation. He is not a young man and the preparation itself has been difficult. As in all diagnoses of this kind, both of our lives have turned upside down. New obstacles have been thrown in our paths. I have not been able to work on my book(s) and he has certainly not been able to work on steel sculpture in his studio. We have many supporters out there who care, send positive energy, prayers, and offer help. Our family is far away and that makes things a bit more complicated for all of us. But we endure and find ways to help each other. What other choice is there? I'm working on letting go when things get overwhelming. Meltdowns aren't pretty. I came upon this great, simple, quote recently and it's become my mantra:

As for color, I thank a dear friend for coming by with cheerful flowers to brighten up our lives for a brief time.