I've been knitting away in free moments: when the girls are painting, when I'm outside and the little ones are playing (or in Hugo's case, lying next to me on a blanket), before bed and at quiet time. And I'm almost done with Lily's tea leaves, which is a good step towards equality between the girls (it just wouldn't do to have a sweater for one but not the other!).
And I am just a few pages from the end of My Antonia, and I have actually started reading as slowly as possible because I don't want it to end. Do you ever do that? Here's a lovely passage that made me think of you all from earlier in the book:
"There was a basic harmony between Antonia and her mistress. They had strong, independent natures, both of them. They knew what they liked, and were not always trying to imitate other people. They loved children and animals and music, and rough play and digging in the earth. They liked to prepare rich, hearty food and to see people eat it; to make up soft white beds and to see youngsters asleep in them. They ridiculed conceited people and were quick to help unfortunate ones. Deep down in each of them there was a kind of hearty joviality, a relish of live, not over-delicate, but very invigorating."
Isn't that just the most lovely portrait of domesticity?
Joining in with the Yarn Along again!