Archive for January, 2007

A Total Pro

Look at Debbie go! One 15 minute knitting lesson in the backseat of a car while traveling HWY 99. Come on!

‘Armed with will and determination
and grace, too.’

1 Cotillion Sock down – 1 to go.

ETA: Uh-oh. I didn’t mean to mislead anyone – my Mom actually gave Debbie the knitting lesson while we were heading to the ferry. Sorry about that. She is still a remarkable knitter, is she not?

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Whoops, Poetry Saturday

T.S. Eliot

Mr. Apollinax

WHEN Mr. Apollinax visited the United States
His laughter tinkled among the teacups.
I thought of Fragilion, that shy figure among the birch-trees,
And of Priapus in the shrubbery
Gaping at the lady in the swing.
In the palace of Mrs. Phlaccus, at Professor Channing-Cheetah’s
He laughed like an irresponsible foetus.
His laughter was submarine and profound
Like the old man of the sea’s
Hidden under coral islands
Where worried bodies of drowned men drift down in the green silence,
Dropping from fingers of surf.
I looked for the head of Mr. Apollinax rolling under a chair

Or grinning over a screen
With seaweed in its hair.
I heard the beat of centaur’s hoofs over the hard turf
As his dry and passionate talk devoured the afternoon.
“He is a charming man”—“But after all what did he mean?”—
“His pointed ears…. He must be unbalanced,”—
“There was something he said that I might have challenged.”
Of dowager Mrs. Phlaccus, and Professor and Mrs. Cheetah
I remember a slice of lemon, and a bitten macaroon.

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Someone Got Their Haircut

And someone else finished an Anemoi Mitten.

I am just plugging right along with my Stashalong goals lately. What is that about?

Kira had her haircut yesterday and she has been freezing ever since. My Mom snugged her into one of her sweaters and she has been cozy as can be today.

Here’s the money shot! She’s been given the tail of a lion! Hilarious.

Look at that Spaniel-ly little face. I love it when her ears are like this!

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Absorba Complete!!

Ahhh. Finally. It does need some blocking but I figured since it was a bathmat…it really wasn’t a high priority. ;-p

Here you can see one of our cats, Scully, thrilled to be modelling my Purple Roving Scarf.
She wants to be ON the handknits – not IN them apparently.

I used a simple drop stitch pattern on large needles. It was a fun knit I completed while watching The Ghost and The Darkness. Still scary that movie. Yipes. The explanations do help, I was convinced they were monsters!

ETA: Sorry ’bout that! The bathmat is Absorba from Mason Dixon Knitting and dunh dunh dunh I used up some nameless acrylic from the stash for it. Absorba is a log cabin pattern that I am not sure I would use again – I think I would rather just knit one big rectangle – I think it would lay nicer. However, I think it doesn’t lay nicely because I must have made a mistake picking up stitches on one of the sides. Not too sure blocking can fix that! It was knit with 3 strands together and therefore: Absorba.

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My weekend

I finished the Purple Roving Scarf last night and took some really great pictures. Some really great pictures that I can’t share because…the Memory Stick was not IN the camera. Ahhh yes. Planning at its finest.

I also found Absorba and made some progress with that. Nothing too exciting but I’ve had to get serious about this Stash busting promise I made – without being fully informed, but a promise nonetheless.

Tonight I might just work on Darling to change things up a bit. I just can’t keep my focus on a project these days at all. There is something to be said for variety though ;-D

Last night I watched Ocean’s Deadliest – Steve Irwin’s last documentary. It was excellent. It was quite hard to watch at times, knowing how things ended. It was followed by a heartfelt, upbeat Tribute show – that I am very glad I watched. Such a tragedy. The world’s loss pales in comparison to what a fabulous Dad these children have lost. What a gift to have shared him with us all.

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Tell me how I failed to notice this:
With OPTIONS 2 and 3: No days off until you finish.

Oh boy. This is going to be a lot harder than I thought~! The irony is that I was feeling all, “I don’t need to use my free day in January, hey maybe I won’t even need it in February.” Now. It is all I am thinking about.
Here is the start of the Purple Roving Scarf.

It is a good thing I ventured out in my jammies in the wee smalls because, as it is wont to do here, it rained after the dump of snow we got.

Now all that is left is a slushy mess. Not to be gross but…it reminds me of the state of my lungs these days (the slushy mess that is – sorry – morbid sense of humour). Yep. Still coughing. Or as it was previously known: breathing.

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Poetry Thursday

Beneath My Hands

Beneath my hands
your small breasts
are the upturned bellies
of breathing fallen sparrows.

Wherever you move
I hear the sounds of closing wings
of falling wings.

I am speechless
because you have fallen beside me
because your eyelashes
are the spines of tiny fragile animals.

I dread the time
when your mouth
begins to call me hunter.

When you call me close
to tell me
your body is not beautiful
I want to summon
the eyes and hidden mouths
of stone and light and water
to testify against you.

I want them
to surrender before you
the trembling rhyme of your face
from their deep caskets.

When you call me close
to tell me
your body is not beautiful
I want my body and my hands
to be pools
for your looking and laughing.

Leonard Cohen from “The Spice-Box of Earth”

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