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Rainy-day ways: Walking, walking (in any kind of weather). Every morning, we are out, rain or shine. It's quiet, and the birds are singing. The robins hop around in the squelching grass, looking for breakfast. The wind blows the rain from the dripping tree branches, and everything's soaked. It's cold and quiet. You can hear the wind. It won't really be warm for a while, though compared to the rest of the pitiable, winter-locked country, we're balmy and flourescent here. We talk as we walk or sometimes she sleeps, only to wake at the bakery where we frequently have our breakfast (chai, toast, blueberries). She sits in the high chair, watching all the people, occasionally stopping to munch while she quietly watches. She comments: "Uh oh!" if a dish falls. "Hi!" to every and all. "Da!" and pointing at every pendant lamp (there are many — now I notice them everywhere we go, because she does). Signing for "more" (put your fingertips together) breakfast. I drink tea and read my book (my gosh, I had to put down The Little Stranger! Right after the party scene [i.e.: not very far in!]. I was so scared I couldn't continue. You warned me!) while she people-watches, turning her head to follow anyone moving, sometimes just sitting and looking like she's listening to and considering other peoples' conversations, chewing. She loves everything. I love everything with her. Sixteen months. I love this age. Just starting to talk. "Hi baa!" at the store, waving to a bin full of colorful rubber balls. Hi pendant lamp!!! Hi new glasses!!! Hi flower that smells like spring!!! I clip a sprig of daphne to put in a buttonhole on my shirt every morning. She brings me her scarf, her boots. I put them on her and she wears them around the house after we get home.

I'm procrastinating. Taxes, pattern writing I need to do, a yarn order that was received without everything on the packing slip, and a funky, almost-felted cone of sport-weight wool needs to be returned, along with the pajama jeans that are too big and the raincoat that I ordered for myself without realizing it was a kid's coat (what in the world). Also, the Minut lamp for the crocheted lampshade needs to be the large size, not the small — the pattern doesn't specify. Naturally, I bought the small. Instead of doing chores, I sew, and find Simplicity pattern 6713 from the year 1966 to be just about the most perfect shape ever conceived — the circular yoke, the right amount of fullness, such nice angles at the sleeve. I've made it for her before. This time, I used the gray with yellow flowers (from JoAnn's) which was so lightweight it almost felt like lawn. You hand-sew in the bodice lining and the hem at night while watching Psych (and yes, we are crying on the inside during these last six episodes — Andy was seriously disappointed in Wednesday's episode; I was, too, but I think it was just a set up. They have a lot of loose ends to tie up, if they do wind up tying them up. And if James Roday I mean Shawn does not ask Maggie Lawson I mean Juliet to marry him I'm going to start shreiking with pineappled frustration, FYI. Yes, James Roday I want to see TWO WEDDINGS [yours, and yours] come out of these six episodes, dangit!!! Or at least two engagements. C'MON SON!!!)

Now: Bobby and Bibby. The deep-sea diver and the squid. Crocheted by DADDY. Who is also writing an album called The Bobby and Bibby Show, a variety show featuring original songs by every one of the most-loved stuffed animals in the house. Bobby, Bibby, Nighty Knight McNye-t'aghin, Mr. C, Heather, Margot, and Billie. So far. The man is amazing.


Such pretty dresses - lucky girl! Hasn't she grown since the Clackamas Fair. We had a Daphne bush at my home in Wales - such beautiful perfect little blooms. As ever, you're a couple of weeks ahead of us, blossom-wise. I can't wait for all the fat buds on our cherry tree to burst into full bloom. Roll on Spring!

The diver and the squid are perfection, I bet Mimi loves them. I'm wondering if my crochet skills are up to this. And if my five year old is too big for them. I'm thinking probably not and absolutely definitely not. He'd love them. I'm so tempted to give them a go. Loving those yellow boots by the way, she's totally rocking them.

oh. my. stars. alicia, you manage to give us a brilliant post each time. what wonderful photographs. the "rainbow" on the street. and did amelia put her own boots on? they look left on right, right on left. so cute. thank you for the m-o-v-i-n-g snaps and for including miss clover. she is missed.

I have no words...
A beautiful story you live, just beautiful

I am with you and the Psych crying, hand-wringing thing. I have a hard time believing Juliet moves to SF and that is the end. The move MUST push the arc through the last few episodes so they end up happily-ever-after. If we have learned anything from Psych, it is that those writers appreciate the John-Hughesiness of the guy and the girl ending up together. :)

Can you please tell me where you got Amelia's darling boots? And do they stay on? I have a little boy about her age and I am always always always losing boots! Thank you!

Have you read Longbourn by Jo Baker? I think you might enjoy it. And your post? Beautiful as always...

Oh my gosh your posts are so lovely...but I have to say in this one I was struck by the amazingness of your purse! I had one almost exactly like it that I got at Goodwill for .50! I carried it everyday for 7 years until the leather got to fragile and now I have it put away. Anyway seeing that you have one to gives me hope that maybe someday I will find another. Thanks!

what a fashionista, thanks to mom. love the western fringe vest. and bobby and bibby way too cute. i live in wisconsin, please keep your photos of the lovely outdoors coming.

he did NOT crochet those toys...seriously? the are a whole different level of cuteness! and those clothes, oh my goodness the clothes. loveliness. there is such poetry in your posts...your enthusiasm is catching. such a beautiful time....I looks forward to each and every one.

She's such a little *person* now! Love your blog :)

Cheryl Doran-Girard says: March 04, 2014 at 05:04 PM

I hope that you are aware how very much joy you bring into other lives with your images and writings about you and your family.
My sons and now my grandsons are grown and have little time any longer for the daily intimacies that your writings portray. Thank you for providing a look into your life window and love.

Sweet girl as always. Beautiful dress. Me= jealous of your weather + in agreement about Psych.

I adore your little Mimi. Living in Ct. all I see is dirty snow. How we wish for spring.

Bright yellow rain boots, and sweet daphne to smell -- that's a perfect day!

So naturally, I need to go google Simplicity 6713...

(ps: deep sea diver? crocheted??? please tell the mister he is A-mazing!!)


Fluorescent. GREAT WORD! Here in Vancouver BC the moss is fluorescent, the most brilliant shade of green. YOU HAVE DAFFODILS?! I have snow drops and aconitum, and snow mixed in with the rain showers this afternoon. Our snow line is down pretty close! Thank you as always for sharing your days with us! Blessings.

So devastated there are only 4 episodes left of Psych. I was so disappointed Jules left without saying goodbye last week. I cried twice during that's not one I'll watch over and over like I do with the rest. Don't leave us Shawn and Gus!

Beautiful photos & words. Can I ask what is the pattern for her knitted dress - it's divine!

15 months-2 is such a wonderful stage ... they really start coming into their own.

We still have inches and inches of snow on the ground. Your daffodils and green grass give me hope.

Love that crazy father, Amelia in raingear, that dress you made!
Looking back at the previous dress and the one hanging next to it, what are the names of those fabrics, please?

Look at that little kissy face! I just love her sweet calico dresses..all her adorable handmade clothes..and, those rain boots! :)

Love all the Mimi pix and how you describe how attentive to details she is! She'll be an artist! I love that you walk with her everyday. There is no bakery to walk to out in the country!! ((hugs)), Teresa :-)

Gorgeous post as always! Sarah xo

Amelia is just blossoming growing more beautiful with each passing month. It has just occurred to me how her fair colouring suits your palette of colours, Alicia.

We have had the mildest winter on record; neither snow nor frost and the sloe and wild cherry trees are covered in milky blossom. And it's my favourite time of year; wild violet season! If you have a moment please come and see my little Angélique enjoying the violets too.

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About Alicia Paulson


My name is Alicia Paulson
and I love to make things. I live with my husband and daughter in Portland, Oregon, and design sewing, embroidery, knitting, and crochet patterns. See more about me at




Since August of 2011 I've been using a Canon EOS 60D with an EF 18-200mm kit lens and an EF 100mm f/2.8 Macro lens.