But I’ll push myself up through the dirt
And shake my petals free – Dar Williams. Spring Street.
It’s a little unfair that the daffodils wake up before daylight saving begins. I leave home in fog or beneath an overcast sky. I come home in the dark, or close to it. So I make the most of my daffodils on the weekend.
It’s so fitting that one of the first signs of Spring to arrive in Canberra, well before Spring is even due, is the colour of sunshine.
But the cold weather isn’t over yet and won’t be for some time. So I’m still knitting cardigans, albeit in lighter yarn than the dark days of winter called for. I’m determined to get at least one more cardigan churned out before the days become all sunshine and warmth.
While doing so, I’ve got one eye on my fabric and yarn stashes, and am trawling through patterns on Ravelry planning the spring and summer knitting. Lace. Socks. Little cotton tops and sunhats for Alice. Summer skirts in light, breezy fabric.
It’s nice waking up.