Being Present (in my own way) + Giveaway [Closed]
Giveaway is now closed.

Apparently, a lot happened this weekend. A hurricane hit Texas causing massive flooding, Game of Thrones had its season finale and Floyd Mayweather, and Conor McGregor boxed like two kittens wearing cotton balls for gloves. (I think I like my version of boxing better.) And I was completely, dare I even say blissfully, unaware. Don’t get me wrong I was devastated to hear about the news in Texas, and I’m an avid GoT fan, but it felt good to unplug from the world for a couple of days, reconnect with nature, and most importantly carve out some time for myself and my partner.

It was my first time camping at Fundy national park, and I’m already thinking about when I’m going to make a return trip. (Which is a testament to what an amazing experience it was.) We stayed at the Point Wolfe campground and spent three glorious nights exploring the park, eating s’mores (until our chocolate stash fell to the ground and died. we were devastated.) and conversing around the campfire. Now my one critique about Fundy is that it has too many activities and it left me almost no time to work on my sock. (Seriously, there are numerous hiking trails (of various difficulties and lengths), park activities and multiple beaches. I did try to work on the sock every now again, but it mostly ended up accompanying me on my many adventures.)

On our first day of exploration, we geared up to walk down to Point Wolfe Beach. However, we didn’t remember that at Fundy you have to mindful of the time, and how they relate to the tides, so our expectations were just a little too high when we left camp for our trek. We weren’t disappointed per se, (because walking on the ocean floor is always a neat experience) we were just a bit underwhelmed by the amount of water. (It did look like a barren desert land.)

Point Wolfe Beach at low tide

So we decided that it was worth it to see it in two different states and made a plan to come back later in the day. Unfortunately, we had 3 hours to kill, so we grabbed lunch, hiked the Coppermine Trail and then headed back to the beach for what we hoped was a spectacular view. (And oh boy it did not disappoint.)

Getting some knitting done at Point Wolfe Beach (at high tide).

Going to Fundy gave me something I didn’t even know I needed but was yearning for with every fibre of my being. Peace. I challenged my body as we hiked a round trip of Laverty Falls and refreshed my soul with a swim in the pool at the base of the falls. (And trust me unless it’s a hot tub I’m never ecstatic about immersing myself into a body of water in this country.)

I warmed up…eventually!

All in all, as I laid down in the truck bed looking up at the vast blanket of stars decorating the night sky (Fundy is a Dark Sky Preserve which means it restricts artificial light pollution allowing viewers to gain a spectacular view of the night sky), I felt content. Honestly, I didn’t need anything more from this trip. I went on this trip to try to get back to basics and allowed myself to do exactly that. It is rare that I make it a priority to take time for myself and live in the now but what I’ve learned, as I trip through adulthood, is that it’s important to give yourself time to focus on what YOU need to move forward. (Or like me, you can become a wood hermit for a couple of nights.)

*Giveaway:

This giveaway is my way of saying thank you to my readers (new and old) for joining me on this knitting adventure of mine and a chance to gift one lucky winner with some of my favourite things.

(2) balls of Rowan kidsilk haze, (2) balls of Rowan kid classic, (2) balls of Sugarbush crisp, (1) handcrafted wood shawl pin & (1) magnet to proudly display your love of yarn.

To Enter:

  1. **Subscribe to the blog (subscription box located on the right sidebar).
  2.  Leave a comment below about one of your favourite camping memories. (Or a memory you have of being outdoors.)

*This is not a sponsored giveaway.
**This giveaway is open to everyone.

The giveaway will close on Tuesday 12th September, 2017.

That’s all folks! Good luck to everyone who is participating 🙂

If at first

I have a bit of a dirty knitting secret to confess. Are you ready? I’m not a fan of knitting socks. (Phew! I must admit it feels good to get that off my chest). Now, I’ll be the first to say that this is not a secret I’m proud of but I do have an actual legitimate reason for feeling this way. A long time ago (about two years) I had my first ever sock making experience and then proceeded to never look at another sock pattern ever again. The project started out nicely enough (it always does at the cuff) and then merged into absolute chaos. If you can think of a problem well, I most likely ran into it headfirst and with not much dignity. I tried so hard, but I couldn’t stop creating random holes in the heel and ended up frogging and starting over so much the yarn (and I) seemed so ragged and limp than when we first started. I spent the rest of the day crying (and swearing) amidst grumbles of never knitting ever again. So you can understand why I might be a bit hesitant to relive that moment. (Seriously, I’ve made a total of 2 pairs of socks in my entire knitting life….in bulky yarn. I’ve been using sock yarn for every project under the sun instead of for, you know, actual socks.)

 

Do I at least get points for finishing them?

Well, years have passed, and I’m not the same knitter I was then, so I’m feeling a bit more “prepared” to give socks another try. (I believe in the adult world this is called Growth.) I’ve also been feeling a very intense amount of FOMO (Fear of Missing Out) because everyone on Instagram has been knitting socks this summer and they seemed to be enjoying it. A lot. With this in mind, I have decided to put aside my PTSD (Post-Traumatic Sock Disorder?) and truly give socks the old college try. (I mean all those people on Instagram can’t be wrong about it. Can they?)
I already have one sock project on my needles (I’ve frogged it twice already, and I had to start working on another project so that I can alternate my frustration) but my personal goal is to knit a max of four pairs before Christmas arrives. In the meantime, I’ll be praying to the knitting gods above to bless me as I embark on this new mission. (Wish me luck?)

Also before I get fully into wood hermit mode (we’re two sleeps away from our Fundy camping trip, and my excitement will not be contained even for a second), I wanted to let you know that in celebration (Yes, I’m celebrating a camping trip along with an Instagram milestone) I’ll be hosting my first ever Wanderful Knits giveaway on the blog next week. So be sure to stay tuned 🙂

Getting our gear organized. Cosmo is “helping”.