Hmmmm… what a weekend.  Friday morning some of the local stations were still forecasting 2-4" of snow.  One of the guys here came in with an 18" possible report and we hooted.   None the less, the blizzard warnings were out there so we prepared by getting ready for a power outage, you know, no heat, no water, that kind of stuff.  The snowblower was adjusted, belt tightened.  I made a big pot of chicken soup.  Water was stored in big pots.  What we ended up with was a very windy snow storm,  as we do most every winter.   When it was over, we dug out.  It may have been a big storm system, but it was a namby ass blizzard.  I’m convinced that the Media / government makes more out of these things ’cause they want some spotlight.  You know, the Gov. remembers the pictures from 1978, when there was a blizzard and the then Governor wore his flannel shirt with sleeves rolled up (or not) on TV for days and days and it was GOOD PRESS.  Made him a hero.  Opportunities like that just don’t come along very often, do they now?  In less than 24 hrs. the snow had stopped, people got themselves dug out and the state declared itself in a State of panic Emergency.  Come on…  if you need to close things, like businesses, say it’s for the convenience of the clean up crews.  If you want to keep the cars out of the downtown area, run the bus service for free and require people to take them into the downtown areas, don’t stop all the buses.  OK, RANT OVER!

It was lovely to finally take some time to light a fire in the fireplace and sit by the window and spin.  Another bobbin of merino / silk, of course.
Here are the pics..

I had to remove the blooming orchids from this area as the temps were into the low 50s in the room. 

By late Sunday, the sun was out just enough for a real sunset.  I have not tried to open the sliding doors, the snow on the deck is too high for that, and the cats are finding that they have absolutely no experience in tunneling, so have abandoned the use of their cat door until plans are completed for their Big Dig.  Poor things.

Good new… I have found the ultimate squirrel deterrent.  So far, they have not figured out how to use the snow capped feeder as a launch pad.  They’ve retreated to get shovels, no doubt.

The first Natalya wrister is completed.  I wore it all evening as I knit the second.  I found it snug, warm, and a comfort to my very sore wrists.  Shoveling, sweeping, typing, knitting, spinning…… all hard on them.   This is a very classy pattern.  I’ve made mine longer for my long arms, and made the hand part longer too.  I bound off,  and now have second thoughts about the little ribbed edge.  I may rip that back and continue to the end with the cabled pattern repeat.  I’ve already increased the hand length an extra inch and have found that it is still not quite enough. 

1. I love the Patons Classic Merino.  It’s very soft and wonderful to knit.
2. I think these beads are fun.
3. Just because I can doesn’t mean I should use the two together. 

I’ll frog this shortly.  It was fun.  Sometimes you just got to see it.  The only way is to knit a swatch.  It can change everything.  Perfect example.  The cables alone are far more elegant.

I made these little purple halfmits a couple years back.  Lately, with my wrists and forearms so sore, I’ve taken to wearing them, or any of the other assorted pairs that are presently hanging around, indoors.  It’s kind a comforting.  Please note however, that I do not recommend wearing them while trying to use a very teensy beading hook.  It’s like having velcro’d hands. 

Any questions?

Get up, grab my robe, find my slippers under whatever was thrown on top of them as I jumped into bed the night before, have a glass of water on the way to the kitchen…   make the elixir of life COFFEE, wait for the COFFEE, pour the COFFEE, and take the COFFEE with me to the computer to read the morning news from Blogworld.  It can set up or knock down your day.  Sound at all familiar?  I’m beginning to suspect that I’m not too far off on this scenario, based at least partly on the timing of the comments posted to some of the blogs.  Are you with me on this?  Does what you read influence your day?  I’m betting it does.  I’m betting that you think about what you saw and read off and on all day.  You plan to ‘find that yarn’ or ‘make that scarf’ or whatever.  But you are under the influence…!  And so, I started my day.

Lots of things happened after I read the early morning posts, but something I read, and have read before, "Tuesdays are for Spinning"…   sounded the bell in my head.  It stayed with me all morning.  What the heck, I already missed Tuesday.   I made up for time lost.  My stash of silk / merino rolags is getting smaller.  It’s almost time to do some more carding.   My arms are barely able to knit after last weeks ice removal marathon.  This can only lead to dyeing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Early afternoon, Cindy stopped by for a cup of tea and to bring me this book. 
We’ve waited for Amazon to deliver since early  December.

 

Don’t forget it’s the 20th already and it’s time to keep your hands in your pockets, not your pocketbook.   You can do it, it’s only one day.

Not One Damn Dime!