A few days before my mama passed away, I asked her a ton of ‘what is your favorite __’ questions, and compiled her replies into a google doc that I shared with my family. I am reminded of one or more of her various responses nearly every day. Today, it’s ‘What’s your favorite season?’ “Autumn has always been waiting, she said, “Now I feel it calling me.” Mind you, this conversation happened in late May. At the time, I interpreted it to mean that she thought she’d leave us several months later, sometime after the trees changed colors and dropped their leaves. We still could look forward to one last Fall together. Instead, early June rang for her.
I, too, have always favored Fall, but my relationship to it has changed. At times, I feel like Autumn has betrayed me. As we usher in this season, I am doing my best to remember the reasons why mom loved it, and how I can let it regrow on me. A walk in the crisp morning air is grounding. A few moments of practicing gratitude (and MY, does it takes practice) draws me back. Remembering and moving and sewing keeps me going.
Welcome to Fall, ya’ll. Here are a few of the workshopped beanies I’ve created for you. They each feature something from my mama—yet another way I’ll carry her love into Autumn, and beyond.