January 2026

I just turned 64. I am now older than my sister, who got killed in a car accident when she was 63. She was the middle sister of five sisters and I have been missing her. It feels weird to be older than her. But I am grateful to be alive.

It is a hard winter for me. I'm struggling with one thing after another. Some things resolve, the flu is gone, my infected jaw is healing with a molar less, a sprain has healed, but some things feel more stubborn. My gut has been troubling me a lot, and the simple bodily functions are not simple anymore. And the cold is sometimes just too much. I long for spring, for green, for sun. I hoped to be able to travel to the South of France again, like last year, by myself, but I am not able to. Maybe in autumn …

I keep to my practice of making, as always. A life line. I finished a big blanket that was laying around since 2023 and it is on our bed, keeping us warm. I knitted a pair of trousers with a matching sweater, to wrap myself in soft warm wool.

I made a lot of labyrinths for people who asked for one. I cannot show them yet, because they are still in the mail. I made a holiday card for friends and family, the labyrinth for 2026.

I hope everyone will have a year with many beautiful moments, with less fascism and more kindness, with love and laughter, with health and happiness, with peace in the world.

I knitted a very joyful sweater for my daughter

She is working with young children and this sweater will be fun for them too. I only have to weave in all the ends.

I started a weaving project, colorful, bright, as a contrast for the grey days. It will become a dress, at least that's the plan.

I took out all the orange leaning yarns from my stash and it is a fun weave.

I lost one of my mittens on my birthday and I found enough leftover yarn to make one more. This lonely mitten needs a companion again. The mittens were my favorite.

I saw the first snow drops, so spring is on its way.