collected orange

completed in 2009, planned for 2010.

Made, or rather, remembered to photograph in 2009.

I promised myself not to go there until 2010 arrived.

We returned home Saturday night from the southwest and spent Sunday taking apart the Christmas tree, unpacking and remembering how to live in a very “cozy” place along with Pere Noel’s space-sucking additions.  And then it was time.  I made C take down box after unpacked box from atop the closet–clothes I might not wear again in our time in France, clothes T will never wear again–and then I found what I was looking for, the suitcase stuffed with T’s baby debris taken from the storage unit this summer.  I dumped everything out and refilled the suitcase with the latest pile of outgrown preschool-wear.

T and I sorted through the pile, talked about how small she used to be, tried the little socks on her stuffed animal friends, and then the sadness hit.  There’s no telling what this next little girl’s preferences will be, but unless/until she insists that orange will not work for her as it did her big sister, she requires nothing.  Hence the sadness.  What to knit?  What to sew?  It’s all there already: piles of blankets, slings, little sweaters and full body knitted suits, home printed onesies, bibs, a load of little hats.  I’ve decided that there’s no way I’m going down the sew-your-own diaper road.  So, what is left?

I might add that the big January sales start on Wednesday.  I foresee a few purchases, but what to make?  What to make? Perhaps shirts like these?