Miraculous

Miracles, minor or major, are all over.

It was warm and sunny today, after a few days of rain and chill -- reminders that our winter is on its way, and there will be lots of rain. But today was a grace note, and it was nice outside.

My kids had flashes of lovely graciousness towards one another.

We now have doors that shut off the living room from the dining room. Well, we've always had doors,
but now we have doors that close.

I wonder how many years it has been since that view was available from this seat (where I have my knitting place). We did discover that children have been children for many many years -- this house is at least 110 years old -- because there was an old wooden top behind a door. In order to get this top behind a door, a child would have had to probably to fling the top up and over an open door, into the track space above. Needless to say, this has never ever been how you are really supposed to play with tops. Closed doors will be a great benefit when it does get chilly, as we can heat one room and huddle there together.

Thing 4 said "angry bees" today.

She said this while I was harvesting approximately 20 pounds of honey from the hive. Added to the nine or ten pounds I've already pulled out, it's a nice harvest for a first hive.

And it will be miraculous if I finish the cabled scarf in two weeks.

Sigh.