I’m knitting a sky scarf, creating a row a day using the color of the sky. It forces me to stop and look at the color of the sky every day. (Does that count as mindfulness?) Knit a row for that day. Keep it going for 365 days.
To prepare for this January 1, 2018, I collected yarn in the colors of the sky — bright blue, light blue, white, light gray, dark gray, and a sparkly white for snow. I dug through my stash of yarn and found all the colors I needed. I didn’t have to use a huge amount of any one color for my palette, so I rolled smaller balls from each skein. As I rolled I found myself making predictions: I won’t need much gray. But lots of blue. Plenty of sparkle for all of the snow.
I realized that I was building a palette for what I hoped the year would bring. I hoped for more blue skies than gray. I hoped for more snowy days than rainy ones. I hoped I could see the project through without running out of yarn or patience.
That seems like plenty of hope for the first day of a new year.