read.

i love reading. i feel blessed to have grown up in a house where reading was a daily activity and books were discussed at dinner (yes, we ate at the table as a family most nights, and i think it was incredibly formative for us.)

i'm trying to read more. it seems the more i knit, the less i read. weird, i know. in my mind, reading and knitting somehow are connected - maybe it's the sitting aspect? or the portability? or the ability each gives me to lose myself in the moment. a thing i don't like, is that knitting seems to increase the amount of tv watching i do. i'm really not thrilled by that. don't get me wrong, i'm not anti-tv, i love more than my fair share of television, and there are some really fantastic programmes out there - but i do think that less tv is better. le boy and i have actually made some clear decisions regarding the role of tv in our home and our lives.






so i'm hoping to read more this coming week. to be intentional in how i'm spending my time. on the go at the moment are the following:

- a million miles in a thousand years : donald miller (my book study with american girl)
- olive kitteridge : elizabeth strout (2009 pulitzer winner)
- the mitford sisters : charlotte mosley (unfortunately it's so large it resides permanently on my bedside table)
- daily bible reading via the youversion app on my iphone






ideally i'd like to be done olive kitteridge by the end of next week - i'd also like to be done the jumper i'm working on, so we'll see how it all pans out.


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