surprise in blue

Elizabeth Zimmerman's Baby Surprise jacket, mostly in Paton's Encore, with a downy soft scrap from the stash for trim around that soft little baby neck. It looks like ocean colors to me. I'm going to look for buttons with fishies on them. And I think I'll pull out a bit from that oversized beret and knit a little pocket for this jacket.






Close-up of the colors. Something about mitering pleases me inordinately!!



Today's photos were brought to you by Julie O'Neal (well behaved women never make history is the title of her blog.) She lives close enough and is kind enough to let me come visit for a getaway. We went to highschool together during the last century. She got out the old yearbook and we laughed and sighed. Who would have ever imagined we would go the places we went? Or turn out like we have? And yet, neither of us would change a thing even if we could. All things considered, we are each quite happy with our lives. Right, Juli? And thanks again for the break. It's a life-saver.

There was a nice little thunderstorm here last night. Folks who live in places where there are real thunderstorms would laugh at it. I found it delightfully entertaining. The lightning strikes came about two or three minutes apart. The wind didn't get wild at all. I turned out the lights and watched it roll toward us through the twilight. Clear sky with stars all around it, and one massive thunderhead streaming veils of rain from the trailing edge. I know when you see the lightning, you're supposed to count the seconds until you hear the thunder and that will tell you how far away the strike was, but I can't remember the formula to save my life. But the interval went from thirteen seconds to 8 to 5 to flashKABOOM!! Then to three, to 6, and then the rain started. tac. tictac. tictictacketytic. Tackeytacketytacketytacatacatacatacahshhhhhhhh!!!
The blacktop steamed in the lamplight. And the smell, oh the smell! The dust-settling, air-freshening, leaf-washing fresh smell that comes with the rain! I left the window open and slept like I had been shot and stuffed.

Mom is so much better today. She's alert and cheery and good to go. I didn't put nasturtiums in the salad after all.