All Kinds of Mess
June 20, 2009
I really do have to apologize for my long silence on the correspondence front. I’ve got my wi-fi set, the iced tea is flowing, and the knitting is now coming along at a regular pace.
These blanket squares are, unfortunately for you, going to be the menu for a while. So addicting! So many ends! But this stashbuster is already looking like it’s going to require more yarn in certain colors. That I have to, like, buy. Which is what happens with all stashbusting projects, isn’t it?
Activity Number One
I had a huge morning watching the bluebirds, 2009 edition. This was their big day, and I managed to get some superfantastic, unprecedented footage:
So stuck! Epic fail! But the recovery was strong, once he got over his hurt pride. I was so delighted to see the wings–I think the white dots and those blue wings would make a beautiful . . . blanket.
Get There First with the Most
Remember a couple of summers ago, when we shot those pictures of that beautiful girl wearing the Belinda Wrap in the field of flowers up here?
Well, there was a mess of Rebels and Yankees out in the field yesterday.
This is my commander, Captain Rice of Abingdon, Virginia. He seemed to know a lot about Nathan Bedford Forrest.
We were pressed into action.
I got to shoot me a dang cannon. It like to bust my eardrums I’ll tell you what.
“The capri pants got to go, that’s for sure.”