It was a quiet weekend at Casa del Katknits, but sometimes downtime is just the thing you need the most.
There was a lovely, but simple, happy hour on the porch Friday, with a simple kick off to Negroni Week. Sometimes, simple is best as we let the week go and welcome in the weekend.
I was saddened to read of the passing of Muhammad Ali. While I was never a fan of boxing, I was of fan of Mr. Ali’s. His passing brought to mind the one and only experience I had with the man. We were both on a flight from Chicago to LA some 30 or so years ago. He was in first class, I was not. However, on the flight a row or two in front of me was a family – mom, dad, and their 8 or 9-year-old son who had Down’s Syndrome. During the flight, Mr. Ali came back to ask the boy for his autograph. I am not sure how he knew the boy was there, but Mr. Ali spent at least 20 minutes talking with the young man – absolutely oblivious to everyone but the boy and his family. His shock when the boy asked him for his autograph was genuine and brought tears to my eyes then, and now. I will never forget this incredible man’s sincere kindness that day. Nor will I forget our brief, but spectacular, conversation while waiting with him for our respective pieces of luggage. He was truly a gentle soul and the void he leaves in this world will be difficult to fill. Rest in Peace, Mr. Ali, rest in peace.
Saturday was filled with reading and knitting as I worked on finishing my Indigo Cones. I was unhappy with how the shoulders joined and spent some time thinking about how to work them better. Sometimes insomnia is the best thing, especially when you have a challenge to solve. At least for me in this instance it helped!
Sunday was equally quiet, a trip to the library and some more knitting.
It was not an off the charts exciting weekend, but it was one of the most revitalizing ones I have spent in a long time. I am ready to face Monday renewed and refreshed for whatever it may bring!
Happy Monday, Gentle Readers – make it a good one!
Oh, Kat, thanks so much for sharing your story about Muhammad Ali. I’m also not a boxing fan and know very little about Ali, but your story helps me to know a little bit more about this interesting and caring man. Also, I love your foxglove!
Thank you for sharing your story about Muhammad Ali. (A great start to my morning.) I often think the “ordinary” weekends full of the nothing-special are the most refreshing and delightful of them all. (And, yeah. That foxglove!)
The world needs more people who exert kindness and bring out the best in those around them. Muhammad Ali did that. Thank you for sharing your memory of him. Your weekend sounds like the one I wish I’d had.
That story about Muhammad Ali is wonderful, thanks for making him real for us. And uneventful weekends like the one you just had can be pretty awesome.
My dad was a boxing fan, but my mother must have been diligent about keeping us from exposure. That said, how could you grow up in the ’60s and ’70s and not know who Muhammad Ali was!?? That’s a lovely memory to share… thank you! I, too, am in awe of your foxglove!
Such a wonderful encounter! He certainly was a special human being.
T’was a lovely weekend…relaxing, relaxing, relaxing – the best and made ever so special by your sharing your experience with “the greatest” Muhammad Ali. A very heartwarming story. Thank you. Happy Hour on the porch looked really good.
Cheers~
a wonderful weekend indeed. I like the story of Ali, how compassionate and touching in how he interacted with others. Everyone should be so kind.