Marvelous Monday
Unlike last week, when it seemed like most things didn't go quite right on Monday, everything went pretty well today. I remembered everything I was going to take to work. I didn't have traffic problems. No disasters arose at work, although a brief power outage and subsequent power surge fried a co-worker's computer. (Note to self: bring CDs in tomorrow for backups.)
More Construction!
Remember when I said I thought they were done adding major girders to the hospital wing? I was wrong. They're still at it. They're also putting in the stairwells.
Knitting group!
Tonight was the monthly knitting group. Ruth and Josie are going on their trip to ride the train in North Carolina next weekend. Mary Ann and Ruth are putting together gift baskets to be sold at the progressive dinner being put on by a local historical society. Susanne frogged the shrug she was knitting last month and worked on a baby blanket tonight. Paige had to leave early to pick her son up from karate. Mary Ann was working on a capelet and gave me a copy of the pattern (a freebie from Plymouth Yarns). She also had a dish cloth with a bit of tulle knitted into one end to make a scrubbie area. She purchased one at a gift shop on a trip to Utah/Colorado/Arizona, then developed her own design. I think you could actually make a scrubby/dishcloth combination using double knitting. I'll have to work on that plan.
The drive home:
The harvest moon was rising, over 3/4 full, through thick ropes of clouds. Tendrils of fog drifted across the fields and hovered over the road forming an intermittent ceiling. Choruses of bugs were chirping. I saw a spike buck grazing in the ditch next to a recently harvested bean field. Someone along the way had a wood fire burning, adding a rich aroma to the crisp night air. It was the sort of scene that might have inspired "The Halloween Tree" by Ray Bradbury and "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" by Washington Irving. Just enough shadow and light to fool the eyes and imagination. All the evening needed was a few jack o' lanterns glowing on a porch, an owl hooting in the night and a big mug of apple cider to drink.
More Construction!
Remember when I said I thought they were done adding major girders to the hospital wing? I was wrong. They're still at it. They're also putting in the stairwells.
Knitting group!
Tonight was the monthly knitting group. Ruth and Josie are going on their trip to ride the train in North Carolina next weekend. Mary Ann and Ruth are putting together gift baskets to be sold at the progressive dinner being put on by a local historical society. Susanne frogged the shrug she was knitting last month and worked on a baby blanket tonight. Paige had to leave early to pick her son up from karate. Mary Ann was working on a capelet and gave me a copy of the pattern (a freebie from Plymouth Yarns). She also had a dish cloth with a bit of tulle knitted into one end to make a scrubbie area. She purchased one at a gift shop on a trip to Utah/Colorado/Arizona, then developed her own design. I think you could actually make a scrubby/dishcloth combination using double knitting. I'll have to work on that plan.
The drive home:
The harvest moon was rising, over 3/4 full, through thick ropes of clouds. Tendrils of fog drifted across the fields and hovered over the road forming an intermittent ceiling. Choruses of bugs were chirping. I saw a spike buck grazing in the ditch next to a recently harvested bean field. Someone along the way had a wood fire burning, adding a rich aroma to the crisp night air. It was the sort of scene that might have inspired "The Halloween Tree" by Ray Bradbury and "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" by Washington Irving. Just enough shadow and light to fool the eyes and imagination. All the evening needed was a few jack o' lanterns glowing on a porch, an owl hooting in the night and a big mug of apple cider to drink.
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