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thinking of the ocean

My current knitting project. 

It's a secret. :)

I've been looking through old photos.

This is my grandfather and grandmother.  My grandfather was an extra in the movie Frenchman's Creek (1944).

And this was the pirate ship in the movie.

 

 

 

#95 lines

What the ruffle looks like felted.

The cats are loving this blanket.

#94 cutting things up

The blanket is done and now drying after two trips through the washing machine. 

It's mostly felted.

I am going to make an adjustment to it by making a steek (that's cutting it in half!) and then sewing it back together.  This will make it fit my bed better.

Today's mark making.

With some flowers I made some time ago....

#91 on the edge

Or maybe the home stretch.

Today I finished the third panel for my insomnia blanket and stitched them all together.

It is now bed sized and cat approved.

I am adding a crocheted edge and will be putting it in the washing machine to felt/full. 

When I started this (August 2020) Lola was still keeping me company and I knew it wouldn't be useful unless it was sturdy.  Lola loved to make a good nest.

While I may not need it as sturdy, I still want to felt it.  I love that texture. And I have a few other ideas for embellishment. 

The edge will go fairly quickly so I suspect it will be in the washing machine by Sunday.

I am also almost done with my 100 day pledge.

My intent was to make a rock. 

It's becoming something else.

Definitely something I've learned over the last few months.

#85 capacity

Tonight's dinner: broth (store), potstickers (store), spinach, dehydrated carrots/celery/tomatoes, a splash of tamari sauce, a few pieces of dehydrated tomato sauce.

Perfect for a chilly day.  There is a chance of snow in the forecast!

A perfect project for this afternoon...a few rows on the wool blanket.

A little help from Gibson.

I listened to Rumble Strip while I knitted.

The question discussed was "What class are you?" What a complicated question...what an important question. 

For me it's not just about income or education but also...how vulnerable are you? 

Today's mark making:  A layered image that I did several years ago printed out.  And then I dropped rose hip ink over the top.

Thinking about the capacity to imagine, the capacity to absorb;

 first we have to imagine that it is possible.

#74 yellow looks good with gray plus other things

It was so beautiful I had to go outside in the rain to look closer.

There was this too...a spring treat (double primrose).

These are from last night.  Something very interesting happened overnight as they dried.

Today some splatters and lines because I feel random.

And a little insomnia knitting.  Not just for sleepless nights, it also creates space for thinking.

"So many of the examples I’m giving are of — there’s a story and I’m saying maybe that story’s not the right story. There’s a different story. And now I think maybe all there is is stories. And to think about which is the right story is maybe a waste of time. And to enjoy the story that speaks to you. And that’s really all we do anyway. I mean regardless. Do you know what I’m saying? We don’t have to convince anyone of anything. We can just enjoy what we enjoy. And I guess being human is enjoying what we enjoy and sharing what we see."  Rick Rubin on On Being

 

#65 on the back side

The turmeric ink often seeps through to the backside.

On the front it looks like a broken egg.

Which led to this little doodle.

I also stitched this while listening to a zoom class.

And worked on this.

I love how the indigo has stained the knitting needles.

progress of some sort

Adding some blue and decorating the counting paper with coffee rings...

Next color, green.

Stormy weather here, perfect for knitting and sewing.

numbers

Yesterday morning I took this photo, more thinking about the colors of window sill and cup.  While playing a bit I found my reflection layered over the paper lantern hanging outside in the image and then decided I liked it better in black and white.

Sunrise: 7:44 AM   Sunset: 6:04

Last night's low was 34 degrees F.

A gift in the mail was perfectly timed, reminding me to play.

Keeping track of my rows.

Typepad is doing weird things right now.  I had to downsize photos so that the whole image would show.  Comments have been wonky. 

casting on, early in the morning

Second sleeve.