blogger is back

For two days I have been unable to get pictures onto blogger. The broadcasting people have been dancing around on top of the water tower two blocks away, and today I saw a selection of dishes on the top of the tower. Now, like magic, here we go. Words and photos and everything!



First is the yarn I bought at the guilds' show. Bamboo and tencel, one skein of purple/blue/green. and one skein of orange/ochre/olive. These are lovely drapey yarns and would make a splendid summer scarf. They would be magnificent prizes if only only I could come up with a contest. Any suggestions?






Next is a photo left over from the Harlot's visit, but too good not to share. This PDX blogger told me, "They call me 'Yarn ho.'" She is trying to smuggle roving under her sweater. As you can see, she has been found out. Does this sort of madness happen at other knit gatherings in other locations? Oh, surely it must! Portland can't be the only place with knitters who stuff their bosoms, flash the camera, and bring naughty pastries to the Harlot.

This frisky knitter, Kerin by name, also knitted her sweater without a pattern. Yeah, she's crazy good!

For those of you still stuck in freezing temperatures, or thrust suddenly into the 90s, or blasted by tornadoes, here is a photo of still emerald bliss. The woods hyacinths, (also known as scylla) are blooming in all their wanton beauty. These are weeds. and I welcome them.

The pear tree and apple tree have bloomed, and now every breeze scatters a snowstorm of white petals into the grass. There is something so evocative about the picture - must be a poem there somewhere.

And lastly, since it is already AWWednesday in Australia, here is my entry for the day. With all the baggy-butt shorts around here, there is very little opportunity for a cheeky photo. I Kinneared this one.

The raggedy look is also showing some resurgence. I spent all of one GED test today with the pink panther peeking at me through a hole in the side of a young man's jeans. Does he have pink panther underoos? Was it a patch artfully applied to the inside? Does his mommy buy his boxers? Questions you can NOT ask!