October 25, 2008 at 4:26 pm (Uncategorized)
Last Saturday was a beautiful day in the neighborhood; this one is a gloomy day in the neighborhood. Perfect for staying inside and knitting, you say? Well, maybe, except your father didn’t want you to drive him around taking pictures for a DVD he’s making for his classmates to commemorate their 50th high school reunion.
Yep, I said 50th. This means that for a class of 28 students who graduated in 1958, you drive around and take a lot of pictures of where things used to be.
The new Dairy Queen where the old Dairy Queen used to be.
The Lowe’s where student A’s house used to be. The Jiffy Lube where student B’s house used to be. The subdivision where student C’s house used to be. Ah, suburbia. I once heard someone call it the place where they name the streets after all the trees they cut down.
I live in a small town myself, more or less next door to this farmland-turned-suburbia my father grew up in. I personally love my small town and the convenience of being near all this suburbia, without actually living in it. I guess that’s a little hypocritical, but it is what it is.
In contrast to the gloomy day and overcrowded highway that I could show you, my sister sent me some pictures from her latest hike near her home in Utah. Jen, I hope you don’t mind me posting your pics. If you do, well I guess there’s not much you can do but chew me out when you see me next. [This is the bloggy equivalent of sticking out your tongue and giving the sisterly "nyah-nyah."]
Aspens (for those of you like me who are close enough to suburbia to be tree-identification-challenged).
Red Pine Lake.
I guess my sister the outdoor freak and myself the-not-so-much-outdoorsy-type wound up in the right places respectively.
And so did Lady Jane.
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October 19, 2008 at 7:48 am (Uncategorized)
Well, I got tired of messing around with the goofy formating at that other blog host and decided to try this one instead. We’ll see how it goes. Of course, the old blog transfered with the format all messed up, so I’m stuck with old entries looking weird.
Yesterday was a perfect fall day, one that reminded me why I like the season so much (it’s sure not because winter follows it).
A beautiful day in the neighborhood.
The joys of a sun roof in the Honda.
My house is not surrounded by beautiful fall foliage, but it does have a new paint job.
Many, many thanks to my church family for such a fantastic job slapping paint on in one day!
And finally, I got to hold my honorary neice last night.
You may notice my right eye is a little swollen. I have to have tear duct surgery again on November 6. Hopefully I’ll only be out a couple of work days this time.
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October 13, 2008 at 6:25 pm (Knitting, Teaching)
I’ve definitely got some catching up to do. The start of the school year has been crazy. Too many students, new building, too many students, merging three faculties, too many students. I love the age group I am working with, just think the schedule is a killer. Today my assistant took a day off and I had to deal with 180 students on my own. Enough to make me want to skip blogging again, but fortunately my sister made me promise to update it . . .
At least the books are on the shelves.
Photo taken in a rare but mercifully student-free moment.
I was off to see the Radical Lace and Subversive Knitting exhibit at the Indiana State Museum when last we spoke. I really did go:
It was pretty cool. I think my 3 muggle friends even enjoyed it. As always, click for bigger images.
Muggle friend Lacy just had her baby Saturday. A healthy girl — already showered in handknits.
I’ve been working on my handspun sweater.
I think it’s going to be one of those hovering in the background projects for a while.
A big storm went through a few weeks ago.
Neighbor’s tree, my yard.
I scored some books at the local library’s discard sale for 10 cents each.
A Barbara Walker stitch dictionary, a Kaffe Fassett, Vogue knits, and a traditional Fair Isle book, among others.
Tis the season for stealth knitting. The holidays are fast approaching and I’m busy. I have finished my grandmother’s Christmas socks (perfectly safe shown here, as my 88 year old grandparents hate computers and to my knowledge have never even been on the Internet).
The ball band from the yarn fits perfectly, a great way of keeping the washing info together with the socks.
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