knitting, photography

A Pansy Scheme…?

I am in another photo scavenger hunt – always a diversion. My second photo in the hunt is for the heading “Face.” I was out for an early morning walk and came across these adorable “faces.” Pansy “Faces” They reminded me of a knitting designer whose work I absolutely LOVE – Susan Duckworth. I tried

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Can’t wait until I’m 104 years old!!!

OK this week I am feeling sorry for myself, because… 1. Routine Dr’s appt on Monday. I do hate the poking and prodding; but she had a student in and so everything was done twice……I reminded myself that this is in the interest of science and medicine 🙂 2.  Washing machine has broken for the

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Serviceberry

The Serviceberry is in bloom, more specifically, the Downy Serviceberry is in bloom.  I love the name Serviceberry. It is a tree or sometimes a shrub that is native to southern Ontario and parts east and south – probably Carolinian rather than Boreal forest areas, which stretch east to the maritimes and south to the

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On the naming of cats

Hunter in repose I am reading the story of Dewey, the world famous library cat.  My sister-in-law sent it to me from Edinburgh. She is also a “cat” person.  It’s the story of a kitten who somehow got into the drop box of a library one bitterly cold night in Spencer, Iowa. I am only

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A Swaddling of lace…

…or a swathing of lace. I had packed a number of scarves in a carryall in preparation for picture taking.  My daughter said that she would be my model, so I wasted no time!  This window of  a good mood can close quickly.  Anyway, the carryall lay on the floor…waiting. At one point I took

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Lace in Nature…

We took a few days off from work over Easter and went for walks.  On Saturday we went to the Botanical gardens in Hamilton. A.K.A. The Royal Botanical Gardens.  The Cherry was in full bloom.  Here she is in all her majesty – no pun intended. I was also out collecting pictures for a new

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Random….. Oh random….

I am on a roll….a random roll….. It’s Spring and it’s baseball season and..and… it’s anything else that can be plucked out of the air and assigned a meaning. 1. As I write, I am listening to the Blue Jays opener and we are now in the 16th inning and right now the Jays are

unicorns

Of sporks, foons and runicible spoons…..

My son was given a second interview for a summer job yesterday.  Now this is in fashion retail, with a chain store, at minimim wage; however, it is at the Eaton Centre in Toronto.  It was a very extensive interview with questions, such as, “do you believe in aliens” and “if you were a kitchen

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“I Did It…”

I randomly ran across this bumper sticker to-day.  It was displayed (proudly) on a small “smart car” parked near my work.  I am still not sure whether it was actually a positive comment on the owner’s life style or a wry joke on the demands of modern (read Nike) life style.  Anyway I took it as

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Jingle Bells?

I finally found very tiny jingle bells to finish Snowy Evening Scarf.  The only problem is there is no “jingle” in them.  Someone has made a jingle bell without the little ball that makes all the sound – read fun or magic!! This is akin to pianos without keys or violins without strings. OK the

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