Slowly but Surely

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I've been moving slowly lately, sort of mildly melancholy, even before the news of the terrorist attack in Manchester last night, which is just shattering my heart every time I think of it. A lot of people I know have been cleaning lately β€” straightening and organizing and dusting and fussing with the little things, and I have been the same, apparently trying to bring order to a world that feels so disordered and disorienting. I dusted off all of my earrings and twenty-year-old perfume bottles, got new low-light houseplants and some new pots, a little chair, moved the pictures. Moved them again. Sat in the chair and did nothing but sit for a minute. I'm trying to make a safe spot. I hold my daughter close under the galloping blades of the big ceiling fan β€” it was 90 degrees yesterday at bedtime, and we laid on top of the clean white sheets in the dim room, shades pulled against the evening sun and the world outside, talking about baby chicks and rising moons and silly songs and swimming lessons. It was almost too much to bear, her restless feet and her soft arms and her butterfly kisses and my weary heart, all jumbled and wilted from the heat and the news, and my throat felt so raw and sad I could not speak, so whispered. My heart and thoughts and prayers go out to all of the victims and their families and the first-responders of Manchester.

I wish you all peace. I wish you everything peaceful and soft today. XO, a


Maureen says: May 26, 2017 at 10:25 AM

This attack hit me particularly hard, with the realization that our youngest and most innocent were targeted. I appreciate your post to help me put things back in perspective, if that is even possible. Our son and his wife live in London and braved a concert the following night for Broken Social Scene, where a lovely tribute transpired. Hug that sweet daughter of yours and know that she does a world of good to those of us who follow your post ... xoxo

CharityAnn says: May 26, 2017 at 12:55 PM

Thank you for putting into words what my heart has been thinking.

Faith K says: May 26, 2017 at 01:01 PM

Surely someone saying your house is a safe refuse made you laugh a teeny bit? Sometimes when the world is too much I just have to look closer to home, at the people right around me to remember they are wonderful, and the world is FULL of wonderful people, quietly not making the news, just tucking their children into bed, humming in their garden, leaving their cabinet doors open, soaking their feet in the mumsy little creek out back, remembering to call in on their shut in neighbors.
I like this quote by C.S.Lewis, written at a time when people were extremely fearful for the future: β€œThe first action to be taken is to pull ourselves together. If we are going to be destroyed by an atomic bomb, let that bomb, when it comes, find us doing sensible and human things -- praying, working, teaching, reading, listening to music, bathing the children, playing tennis, chatting to our friends over a pint and a game of darts -- not huddled together like frightened sheep and thinking about bombs.”

Thank you. Your words describe what so many of us feel but don't know how to say it, how to define the feelings.🌸

So lovely and sure... to come here and find refuge. This brings to mind one of my favorite quotes: 'I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul is understood.' (Melissa Cox) xox

christy says: May 27, 2017 at 12:24 PM

Dear Alicia,

Reading your post today made my heart break again...which is a good thing. What a sad and yes, "disorganized" world we live in. We do what we do to maintain order and peace; little things like embroiderering or knitting are balm for the soul.
The more love we send to each other the more we heal ourselves and the world. Thank you for the kind and heartfelt words.

Amy Watson says: May 27, 2017 at 04:38 PM

I hear you, and you're not alone. Now, here in our own little bubble, another tragedy has knocked the wind out of our community. I can't even begin to wrap my head around such hatred and senseless loss. The sun may be shining on Portland today, but I simply cannot feel it. Not today. It's all too much, too close to home. Wishing you peace and strength amidst the chaos. xo

You just made tears come to my eyes. I've been working a lot fostering and revoking dogs this year, and seeing the brutality of how they are treated and abandoned in the south (of Italy) just breaks my heart daily. Such a start contrast to my almost five year old too, her tutu dresses and hammock swinging and the belief that everyone is nice. Your words just really hit home today. Living between violence and innocence is a strange experience.

Rehoming dogs!

Some beautiful pictures as always. I have just seen this quote

β€œWe are the silver lining in any and every dark cloud we could ever find. There is no need to go looking for the light when you bring it with you.”
-Tyler Knott Gregson

Was wondering if you had ever knitted a little cotton rabbit, there are some adorable little new sheep to knit now too.

They are so cute!

Today my prayers go out to Portland as tragic happenings have once again occured but now so close to your own home. I so much agree with Donnaray's "Brighten the corner where you are"...seems such a challenge these days, keeping the place you are happy and sound for those dear and close to heart around you.

I am always comforted when I see Clover Meadow. This last few days have been awful and my heart has been with Manchester, Egypt and Portland. Thank you for sharing your kindness and comforting images. 'What the world needs now, is love, sweet love'.

You always have the most amazing photographs on your blog x

I live in Liverpool, which is the natural rival city to Manchester... this week has been strange, and sad, and full of lives snatched too soon and a lot of tears.... but it's been hopeful and full of love, and support and a great feeling of togetherness as well. Manchester is a sister/brother city, and we stand with them. Even the people for whom competition is a natural state of affairs have put aside any rivalry and been there for Manchester. #WeStandTogether

Just looking at the pictures on your blog give my anxious heart a little peace, no other blog does it for me like yours.

Sending hugs from across the pond ((((hugs))))

S x

I have been cleaning and reorganizing and throwing out lately. Even though its winter here in Australia its strange how we can be oceans apart and still think the same.

Oh, Clover Meadow. I love seeing you on this blog. (I love everything else here, too). But as my own pup ages, I especially love seeing you.

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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