Well perhaps I should say Ravellenic 's medals! Apologies to anyone who googled hoping to find a list of medal winners, this is a post about knitting, yes knitting is my Olympic sport this year. And I crossed the finish line just a couple of days ago when I finished my shawl.
Now I wait for the robot to trawl through the lists of finished items and deliver the call to the podium! 😁
At least that is what I imagine will happen. But even if a medal is not forthcoming, I have been energised and revitalised and have been sorting through my wool and my patterns and planning what I will knit this winter. It's a tad warm for knitting at the moment but autumn is coming!
Meanwhile, amidst all my crafty endeavours, I have been reminded, if I ever needed it, just how amazing the internet is. How much encouragement and comradeship I have received from virtual friends interested in similar pursuits.
But as with most things in life, there is an opposite to everything. So much horror and carnage in the world while we are cheering on our Olympians is liable to make one depressed if dwelt on too long. Am I wrong to gloss over the wickedness in the world and only see the good? Am I uncaring because I no longer bat an eye when told of yet another terrorist incident in some faraway, and sometimes not so far away, land?
I do care. I do feel for the victims and their families. But I also care for my own well being. I look at where I am right now. I see the bright sunshine beating down on the bronzed grass and I can smell the heady perfume of sweet figs drying on the ground. The hens are making a fuss... is it a fox? No, just a jittery cockerel. It's so hot I can barely breathe, I've come out without my hat. Rushing back to the cool of the veranda where the cats are snoozing and the dog barely lifts his head to acknowledge my return. What use my tears for those unfortunate people caught up in such sad events as make our news headlines? I thank the stars for my good fortune, for my good health, for my good Man. For my good everything. I can appreciate it all the more because in life things aren't always good forever and as sad as it is for some people right now, the wheel turns and things change. I've been on the bottom of the wheel before, perhaps that's why I can appreciate my good fortune now.
Goodness that got philosophical didn't it? All from having finished my knitting! I guess being creative gives you time to think and time to put the world in order in your mind. So. My advice is... have you left some creative pursuit unfinished to concentrate on the nitty gritty of life? Well perhaps it's time to unearth your talent and indulge yourself. Perhaps creativity is the nitty gritty of life after all!