Words, wool, daydreaming, cooking, crafts, and books (or do those count as “words” too?)
To a seadragon… — with all apologies to the Dixie Chicks.
Here’s hoping the next cycle of PS4 offers as many fun opportunities to go on safari. In this case, a trip east to the shore was in order, with a sidetrip to check out the lights of the fairway at the kiddie amuseument park.
In the theme of East, I’m reading The Samurai’s Garden by Gail Tsukiyama. So far, it’s mesmerizing and totally different from my life and time period.
Let’s go down to the sunset bridge
And watch the working barge go by
And watch the mosquitoes bite people,
And stare up at the maroon sky….
– with all apologies to Don Henley
This is an interior from a theater. Yellow walls, ochre curtains, and an amazing metal Art Deco motif.
I wish I had gotten some of the faux tortoiseshell torch light fixtures on my camera, but I had to leave and didn’t have time to figure out how to get the lighting right.
The only other thing I seemed to have done that is blogworthy is attack the krynoid-hedge that’s making the back fence into a horrible mess. And knit more on my PS4 project from the green cycle (the back is up to 8.15″ and counting). It looks like PS4 yellow cycle will be mostly photos, unless I manage to finish one of my projects that’s been on a backburner since I was first on Ravelry.
They hold resentments, flicking
Tails: children on a hot day
Kicking at the steps.
Demanding ice cream.
Embracing drawn-out disdain. – © rn, WordTapestry, 2009
[we had visitors, including 2 small boys with light-up sneakers. Oh, the poor cats.]
Shop window in Germany
There are some things the Fab Four got right. When work is stressful, the weather is terrible (I’m building an ark), and you’re fighting the necessary evil of housework (nothing sucks like an Electrolux), love really is all ya need to keep you going. And having the early Beatles on the stereo helps with washing pots and pans.
More pictures of flowers or sunsets to go with the theme of East, air, and yellow are in the future. But for now, I’m off to do some important humming. Well, that and singing in my head, “Heaven, I’m in heaven…” (Irving Berlin isn’t bad either.)
Yellow is an iris blooming in the sun. The flower’s name is worthy of a Disney character: Gypsy Princess.
I’m continuing knitting on the first Project Spectrum theme, green, while photographing the new colors and shades as they come along. As for the green project — the honeycomb vest — I’m tinking yet again. But I think I figured out something that could keep the increases from looking like a confused muddle. It will take around 14 rows re-knitting after I tink to find out if I’m right. This could take a bit of time, since my other projects are a wicked commute and gainful employment.
Every morning and evening, my commute takes me past a gateway for two houses, and on top of one of the gateposts has been a cement lion. The gatepost on the right has been empty, but an identical lion has been hidden behind the brick wall in front of the house on the right. I could see this lion cowering on my trip homeward bound.
For half a year, it has been this way, as though one lion tired of looking out across the orchard to the east, and decided to sulk behind the brick wall. Or, perhaps a fear of heights?
Today, both lions are cemented firmly in place, both staring off in the distance over an orchard and a herd of brown cattle. I like to think the other one teased the one down on the ground until he got the gumption to get back up there. But then again, my commute is long enough to write books in my head, and whimsy keeps me alert and looking for interesting items as I pass by them. I’ll miss the cowering lion, but I’ll wonder for a while why both lions on top of a gate are less intriguing than one up high and one down below.
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