Did you know woodworkers have stashes, too? This is the log that Pk brought home after helping his friend take down the tree. It's cedar and it's too bad blogger doesn't have smell-o-vision because the smell is wonderful. If you look at the left side of the log, you can see the hose holder that was nailed to the tree and the tree started to grow around it. Pk will have to remove it carefully. I have already put in my request for bags of the shavings to put in with my yarn. (the end is painted white to keep it from drying out)
That other wood there in the photo is from some of the trees that have come down in our yard. Pk's stash.
Sunday was such a lovely day. I sat outside in one of the best designed chairs. I think of it as my knitting chair. It's really just a folding quad chair but it has cup holders which miraculously are just the size to hold a cake or in this case, a cone of yarn. That's the Evenstar shawl reclining in the sunshine. I'm halfway through clue 5 and in a week and a half clue 6 comes out. One more after that (clue 7 with the beaded edging) and the shawl will be done.
I finished spinning the yarn I think of as Sunrise. It's a laceweight single and the colors are the colors of, well, a sunrise. There's some yellow and orange and pink in it. It'll make a great lacy scarf or small shawl. It's about 4 ounces but I'm not sure as to yardage.
Spring came in so quickly and then we had the week of summer weather. It just about killed off all of the spring bulbs. I managed to get one or two photos of the tulips. I love how the sunlight seems to glow within this one. It's time to get the beds ready for some plants. We pulled out the mums after last fall. The ones we put in really weren't designed to be perennials and were looking shabby. I'd like some color out front and some vegetables out back. Not a lot. I really don't enjoy gardening and never have. I like the results but would just as soon let someone else get dirt under their fingernails. I would like a couple tomato plants and some basil and probably some bush string beans. Fortunately, Pk loves to garden and is an organic gardener so we'll be able to go outside and pick the tomatoes right off the plants and eat them.
I am a huge fan of comics. I like all kinds of them from Girl Genius to Diesel Sweeties. Last fall I ordered a t shirt from R.Stevens at diesel sweeties and he included a bumper sticker. I am generally not a fan of bumper stickers and don't put them on my car. This one however, tickled my fancy and so I put it on my car window. A small bit of the corner got scraped off with the ice and snow. I like a little whimsy now and then. Don't you?
We had a good workout and have just finished dinner. I smell faintly of chlorine from the whirlpool but I feel good. (I did get in the shower but I guess I didn't wash all of it off). Not a bad Monday. Work was busy but not terribly so. I ended up spending most of my lunch time with one of my clients. He wanted some information and I don't have the heart to say "No, it's lunchtime". I guess when I get to that point where I can turn someone away just because it's lunchtime, it'll be time to turn in my keys and retire. But for now, I can eat granola bars and drink my milk on the train on the way home and spend my lunchtime with someone who needed my time more than I needed a granola bar.
I think Sunday afternoon is one of my favorite times of the week. Usually, everything is already prepared for the upcoming week (my bag is packed and my laundry is done), dinner is in the oven (tonight roast chicken with mashed potatoes and fresh green beans) and it's a time for walks, movies, books and just plain spending time with my husband. The house smells delicious as the chicken cooks. Yesterday I made a loaf of a citrusy challah We had it for dinner last night with a spinach quiche. I fixed dinner for my friend's birthday. We played games and ate hot fudge sundaes. She doesn't like cake (I know! How can that be possible? But it's true) so I got iced cream and hot fudge and whipped up some cream. It was a good substitute for birthday cake. I made a sweater and some tiny socks for a coworker's new granddaughter. I love this color for a baby. It's not typical and pastel. I am working on finishing up my wips and then I want to collect all the bits …
Here it is another Monday Morning. It's cold. The car was covered with frost and needed a good scraping this morning.
We had a wonderfully restful long weekend at Chez Wood. Wednesday after work, Elanor and I baked pumpkin and apple pies. Thursday we got up and put the turkey into the oven and then got prepared to watch some parades.
To quote Inigo Montoya, "I don't think that means what I think it means.....". In my mind, when you say Parade, I envision marching bands and floats and some movement down a street. The parades in Philadelphia and NYC have become production numbers and not so much parades. They have performances by dance troupes and singers in staged areas and there is a decided lack of marching bands. Being a former band geek (a majorette for years), they are my favorite part.
Em and Jim came for dinner and it was good. We had a good meal and talked and just enjoyed each other's company.
Friday, Pk and I planned to go to the grocery sto…
This was a winter with little or no snow here in the wilds of Southern New Jersey. I have listened to the people around me rejoice about this but I am not a happy camper. In my head, I know less snow is safer (unless it means ice storms) but if it doesn't get cold and freeze over, how are we going to survive the hot summer months? I need the contrast to help me get through. Spring has officially come but the poor bulbs didn't know they still had time to wait and we had many daffodils all blooming the day before we were due for a major winter storm. I asked Elanor to go out and cut all of the blooming daffs so we wouldn't lose them all to the ice we were anticipating. The storm was a bust but we had vases and jars of springtime sunshine all through the house. We made it through St Patrick's Day with only 2 loaves of soda bread. It was yummy (and there's still a loaf in the freezer). In a "swap", I traded these purple hand knit socks for a set of b…