I Am Not An MSer

I am a lot of ers. I am a daughter and a mother. I am a sister and a grandmother. I am a lover and a worker. I am a knitter and I am still a driver. I have a progressive form of MS, but I did not invite it in and it is not welcome here. We are not friends. Ers are meant to be good and great things. MS cannot and will not ever fit into that catagory. MS has stolen some ers from me. I can say I was a fine handquilter and I was a driver of a clutch...always. Until MS. Please don't give it a term of endearment and call me an MSer. I am not.

Hot!

To say it is hot would be the largest of understatements. On the news this morning, they were reporting that in places Interstate 90 is buckling under the heat. I have actually witnessed this in person as I was driving north a few years ago. Asphalt sprays up into the air when it explodes and can do some major damage to vehicles. Pretty scary.

"Whether the weather be fine,
Whether the weather be not,
Whether the weather be cold,
Whether the weather be hot,
We'll weather the weather,
Whatever the weather,
Whether we like it or not."
Unkown I bought a little raindrop pot from AntB over at Etsy. Check her out, she has more and they are all different. What a way to fire a young person's imagination!! If it ever rains again, we will catch the rain in this minute pot for either fairies or hermit crabs...I need to make a few fairy gardens in pots on the back deck. Bruce - I need a larger deck!
People have been making me things. Glorious things. The little yarn flower was made for me by my Granddaughter. She is 6 years old and I treasure it. She had a select few she made them for, my Mother, my best friend - Grandma Penny, and me! My daughter got one too, but instead of being a pin, hers was a plant stake.

I have a wonderful friend, Bev, over in Scotland. She made these great earrings for me. My birthstone is Peridot, Bruce's is Amethyst. Aren't they wonderful!! I had to take a pair off just to get pictures. I have pretty much worn one pair or the other since they came in the mail. Today was a good excuse to trade them out again.
Look what I found a few months ago at my most favorite thrift store? Not only do they have the occasional cabinet (scroll down), they also have the occasional piece of handthrown pottery to fill with trimmed rosemary set out to dry. How could I pass up this cute ewe to stand guard over my wool?
Farmer's Markets turn up neat things, too. Penny and I went a few weeks ago and I found a wonderful artist with a rock painted to look exactly like my cat, Schuster. The rock found it's way into my box of mint plants, one bronze fennel plant and a rose scented geranium. What a haul!
What have I been working on? I seldom ever have more than one project on the needles at a time. Now is the exception. My daughter wanted rainbow bright socks. I should mention she just turned 29 last week. She chose the yarn and is very happy with the results so far. Look...the heels and toes are scraps!! Ahhh...my Monet period. They didn't turn out in the sharp contrast like the picture in my mind's eye (isn't that always the way?), but I am very happy with them. Qutecowgirl has touched my knitting life in ways you could only imagine. She was the first to convince me to try alpaca and I am grateful. I love it. I am thinking about starting a column on the sidebar listing all the natural fibers I have knit with. Yak will be on there now. Do I seem proud? You betcha! Finally, cherry tomatoes. We have been waiting....and waiting....and waiting.... One of two egg baskets bought for $1 apiece at a garage sale. They both now house my extensive leftover sock yarn balls. I really need to do something with all this wonderful yarn besides look at it.

Friday Moments

Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.
Theodore Roosevelt

I came around the corner and my favorite thrift store and bumped into this yesterday. Wow...! I called my best friend over to talk me out of it. She did such a great job that it took me 5 minutes longer to pay the $19.99 for it. You gotta love friends. She knew I would regret it forever. I will let you know it is Heavy. She thinks it may be mahogany. I love the blue though and don't think I can bring myself to strip it. What do you think? Imagine loads of sock yarn behind the glass.....