Thursday, February 20

Warm Windy Winter Walk


We keep on waiting for a Winter here in Belgium. I want to breathe in the icecold air until my throat hurts, hear the cracking of snow beneath my boots, have a red stiff nose, and to see frost on windows. All we get is a warm Winter, with some rain and blooming of trees and bushes that aren't supposed to be blooming yet. So there's a reason less to drink a hot cup of tea! But tea is always a good idea, so I drink it every season ;)
In the mean time, we do short 'Winter' walks. This time, windy walks.  We went to visit some old coal mines.
On top of the man-made slag-heaps we could oversee almost our whole province. It was super windy on top!



It reminded me of Belgium's flatness. To quote Jacques Brel:

"Le plat pays qui est le mien...

Avec des cathédrales pour uniques montagnes..."

"...quand le vent est au rire, quand le vent est au blé
Quand le vent est au sud, écoutez le chanter

Le plat pays qui est le mien."
You should really listen to the song, it's one of my favourite songs all time. My fiancé can do a very good impression of Brel on his guitar, also the flemish version of the song.


Sunday, February 16

Eskimo's Socks

Recently, my dearest friend, E. - I call her my Eskimo friend - turned 30 in January.
We've known each other since we were 14-15 years old and it's actually because of being her friend, I ended up in a relationship with her brother, for 11 years already.

There are very few people I've met or known, I'm so comfortable with. We've had the best of times, we've had the worst of times. Not a few times we've been comparing our lives with a Dawson's Creek episode about evolving in puberty or we tried to indulge ourselves into long-winded, complicated and far-fetched dialogues. After which we realized how ridiculous we actually sounded. Although our shared love and addoration for Pacey Witter is still alive, we've changed and evolved and grown into two adult women, with both nice jobs, and two fine men at our sides.

I’m proud of us. Of how we both competed against the beauty ideal as young girls, proud of how we both just want to be ourselves. And we’ve hurt each other too, by going through that journey. I regret the fact that I let our friendship water down a bit when I fell head over heels in love with her brother. I regret the fact that I didn’t visit her university dorm more often while we were studying in different cities. I regret the fact that I can be so selfish sometimes and admire her sweetness for everybody, her patience and her kind nature.
So I knitted a pair of socks for her 30th birthday :)

Red socks, because she’s a Winter girl, has dark brown hair, dark brown eyes. Red is just her colour.
Happy Birthday, E.!


 Yarn: Malabrigo Sock in Ravelry Red

Friday, February 14

Recently: yarnography, drawing and love


Sometimes everything just falls into place while knitting or drawing. It is the moment of absolute concentration while performing these arts that drowns all worries away. Often I am lighthearted after doing this. Though I love my new hobby knitting, it's also very time consuming. I hardly have time to draw or learn to sew a bit more since I'm always knitting something. Well, then stop knitting, I hear you say. It's not as simple as that. Although I enjoy knitting a project, I eagerly want it to be finished. And as soon as it ís finished, my hands feel empty. They're getting emptier as the days pass by. There's an endless list of knitting projects I want to start :)
For instance Melody's new cardigan Praline, which is utterly beautiful!
I'm still working on my own Gudrun Johnston-project, Amélie. In the beginning, I've been struggling with the size. After all, my gauge didn't seem to be perfect, I'm starting to think.
A few of my queued projects:

1. Clarity Cardigan by Gretchen Ronnevik

Recently I have also been featured by the lovely Liesl in her Three questions-series on her blog. Thank you for writing such nice things about me :)

Another cool blogging project is from Jade. You should check out her project and fabulous photography: A portrait of my love. Once a week. Every week in 2014.

And last but not least: Milla wrote this really honest prose about what her loved one means to her. I share the same opinion about relationships and truly think that being best friends is one of the greatest foundations of a good relationship.

Have a nice weekend!

x

Saturday, February 8

Ostranenie


ostranenie (n.) encouraging people to see common things as strange, wild, or unfamiliar; defamiliarizing what is known in order to know it differently or more deeply

Ostranenie from Sallock on Vimeo.


Sunday, February 2

I think I've found my wedding dress



I don't see a reason why it shouldn't pass as my wedding dress. Okay, maybe it's too short for a wedding and maybe I won't marry in Spring or in Summer. But this dress was on sale for only 10€. I found it in a pile of other...white... tees and long tops and...stuff. I shouldn't have gone into the store in the first place - my simplicity goal of 2014 in mind, plus I ignored the fact that I don't need another Spring/Summer dress and bought it. And here I am now, in the midst of a Winter sunshine, taking photos of my new dress. I even had to climb onto my dining table to get that last photo of my knee. You see, whenever I take photos I want the light to be perfect and if I have to climb onto my furniture, because there the light is just perfect, I climb. 
also found these adorable pendants which I'm not sure yet for what I'm going to use them. First I wanted to turn them into some stitchmarkers, but they're quite heavy. So maybe they will someday be added to a zipper of a pouch or project bag.