My Fashionable Life

I am so sorry for your loss. I understand how it feels having lose a good friend to an accident last year. Take care...

I hope that you find much love and warmth being wrapped in that stole. That cashmere looks perfect for healing one part of the corner in your soul :)

I was just thinking about you, you were missed in blogland.

you have the most beautifully eloquent way of writing things. a very moving post. i hope the shawl brings you both comfort and warmth.

I'm glad your back, safe and sound. Many hugs.

A very moving post Anna. I am truly sorry for your loss.

The poem is beautiful, as is your stole. I hope they both give you fond memories of your uncle for many years to come. Take care of yourself.

What a lovely poem. And how special is that about the hat you made him. Makes me teary.

May your memories live long too. A beautifully written post,full of love for your uncle and your family.
The stole is gorgeous.

x

Welcome back. I am sure it was a great comfort to your family to have you there at this special time. Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. We missed you.

Thanks for a lovely post, Anna, and for the Manley Hopkins. A great poem for a great-sounding man, and in both instances I mean 'big, and wonderful'.

Anna - I am so sorry for your loss. Thank you for posting the poems. Take care of yourself, and find solace in your knitting.

You have me sniffling . . . but in a good way! So much love in those poems and in those handknits....

So poignant! It's obvious you live and experience life fully, even the painful parts. Bravo!

May your healing come swiftly.

How wonderful that you both knew how much you meant to each other, and how special that others knew it as well.

Thats a lovely poem. Really meaningful. I hope you found closure the past few days on the Scottish wilderness.

good to have you back, anna.

Glad you're home safely, and that you've something comforting to knit. It sounds like a good sort of sad farewell ~x~

As someone who also lost a beloved uncle recently, I share your sadness. We also had the Christina Rossetti poem at the funeral.

Glad that your handiwork is giving comfort.

The stole looks lovely and I'm glad to hear that you made it home safely. I hope that life gradually shifts into a more comfortable pattern for you. Take good care. xx

What a beautiful poem, and post, Anna! Long live the weeds and the wilderness, and the lovely memory of your uncle.

Hopkins is such a marvelous poet. I'm particularly fond of "The Windhover," myself.

Your stole is beautiful even in its rough, unblocked state. It's going to be a stunner when it's finished and blocked.

I am always so glad to read your beautiful posts, even if the topic is a sad one. You have such a lovely eloquence.

Ah, C.R. loved to write about "crossing." One of the only poems I know by heart is her "When I am dead my dearest, sing no sad songs for me. . .".

Sorry to hear about your loss.

*sending lots of love and hugs*
I lost my some of my family members these few years...and it's never been easy. It's an amazing thing how knitting could help us find comfort, isn't it?

Too bad I could never understand poems, it sounds beautiful.

I'm so sad for your loss Anna. How wonderful that your knitting brought comfort to your family (and yourself) in life and even after!

What beautiful poetry. Anne, I'm glad you ae doing alright. It sounds like the funeral was a beautiful one. Your descriptions of Scotland make me long to be there. Many hugs to you.

So sorry to hear of your loss. I carry a copy of Gerard Manley Hopkins' "Pied Beauty" around with me in my Filofax. He is so densely expressive.

I stumbled into your blog. I was caught by the colors..then I read..sorrow and grace.
The last few words of the poem are beautiful--rich for thought:
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet!

You handle you grief with grace. I hope the knitting brings solace and healing.

"horseback brown" - I love that. Your stole is lovely and I'm sure will serve you well as a warm reminder of your uncle. I think it takes another knitter to understand that more than yarn is knit into a piece. Sweaters, shawls and hats have memories...

What a marvellous poem, and a great way to be remembered. Best wishes and sympathy to you, your aunt, and all who will remember your uncle.

Lovely post. So sorry for your loss.

Thank you for sharing both of these poems.. it sounds like the service you helped create was very fitting for your uncle and the place he chose to live. Take care of yourself as you move through grief; I am glad you have the Print of the Wave as a companion.

Lovely post, lovely poem, best wishes.

just a question,
where did you get your houndstooth patter?
did you make it yourself.
cool jumper btw!

It is such a joy to find other people who love Hopkins. He's so obscure that most people who know him at all only know "The Windhover" and "God's Grandeur," but it's so exciting to find someone who's read enough of his poetry to know poems that aren't commonly anthologized. "Inversnaid" is definitely one of my favorites of his; also "Epithalamion."