Hello Blog - its been a long time, hasn't it?
Its been just over five years (yes, I missed our anniversary - I'm very sorry about that), and we've been through so much together. There are times when I think back over the last few years, and realize how much you've contributed to my life. Our relationship has given me so many friendships, so many lasting connections ... and yet I feel that I've let my connection to you (dear, dear blog) fade away.
I can make excuses. I've been very busy with work (occasionally, I talk out loud to my spam folder and laugh when it asks if my job is 'recession proof'). There have been a lot of family events - my sister's wedding in October, various illnesses of close relatives. The fact that having a two-day weekend is something that happens once per month, if I'm lucky.
I really started to realize that there was a problem when close friends starting to ask me if I'd "quit blogging on purpose". Then there was the little ... issue ... of not even remembering what my member name was on Typepad. It had been so long since I'd even signed in.
Its not really an issue of having given up fiber, yarn, knitting/spinning or wool. I've been adding to my collection of knitting/spinning books and patterns on a regular basis lately. I spin every night. I had to move a huge pile of handspun yarn just last night to access the unspun fiber in the cedar chest that houses my fiber stash. I've knit socks, and spun hundreds of yards of yarn since I last blogged. Yet the habit of writing about all of that has just fallen away in the last while.
Things have changed a lot in the last five years. When I started writing here, I hardly knew anyone in the fiber world. Now, most of my close friends are people I've met through blogging. So, in many ways, I owe it all to you, dear blog. But in many ways, the actual process of blogging - of writing - has eluded me for the past while.
I think I started out with an inflated idea of the whole thing. Public forum! New persona! Reinventing myself for the sake of the internet (not to mention a chance to finally show people who were interested some of my handwork) ... something like that ...? And while watching so many people join the blogging bandwagon, I somehow lost faith ... or interest. Lost momentum. And I sort of lost the sense that I had anything of real interest to add to the whole conversation that is the knit-blog universe. Do I really have much to add to the chorus?
I've thought a lot about starting another blog (is that cheating on you in some way?). Just writing about thoughts - because, I'm really not just all about the knitting. Is anyone, really? But time constrictions and family obligations have just crept in and taken away the time I might have to write out whatever it is I'm thinking about. While I've always been a writer, I've hardly ever approached it with a sense of obligation or discipline.
There are no pictures here now. Nothing to make people "ooh" and "ahh" about whatever it is I've been doing. Lace, spinning ... everyday socks. None of that. I'm not even sure where the charger is for my camera battery right now. I hope that there are a few people out there who can read through this - sans pictures - and still come away with something.
Thinking back over the last five years, I have been given so much. I have friends (you know who you are) who send me gifts from Rhinebeck when I can't attend because my sister - bless her - gets married the weekend of the big NYS Sheep & Wool festival. People who I've kept in touch with, who occasionally send me an email to ask if everything is ok (Séverine, my reply to your email didn't go through - please write to me again). My knowledge base has grown so much, because of all the tremendously talented people I've met through blogging.
I have no momentous announcements to make here. I have no intention to stop writing, but can make no promises to be more faithful about blogging regularly. But I do miss the way we used to communicate regularly. I miss writing here. Although it somehow turned into an obligation - although of course its not your fault that I started out writing five days per week - whatever failures happened along the way are entirely my fault. I miss the blog, and the connections to all of my friends - met or unmet - that I've made here. Can we rekindle our connections? I need to rethink my reasons for being here, really.
And that last line really sums it all up. I hope that after all these years, you can be patient with me. Patient enough to wait until I can find the camera (or the camera battery charger), to take a few pictures of the beautiful Finnwool that I've spun recently. Until I feel confident enough to post pictures of the things I've made recently, however simple they may be.
all my best,
Cassie










