Oh Dear

I had such plans for the Knitting and Crochet Blog Week and then, WHAM!
Work smacked me upside the head so hard that by the time I remembered to blog, it was three weeks after the event.

Oh dear.

No use crying over spilt milk, though. What's done is done, and can't be undone, as someone's granny used to say.

It's probably a sad indication of my work/life balance that the funny things and observations I used to blog about here don't get recorded anymore, not even on Twitter. I don't know if that's because they don't happen to me anymore, or because I'm just rushing around with my head down so much that I don't notice them.

William Henry Davies knew what he was talking about, though:

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

That's what I feel life has become increasingly like over the last few years. No time to stand, no time to stare, no time to breathe, no time to just be, even.

So, a little late perhaps, but here's my New Year's Resolution.

I resolve that I will take time out of what I know will be a busy year and stand and stare, to breathe, to be and I invite you to join me.