And yet, here I am.
In no particular order...the Guy and I took another marvelous vacay with the Eldest. This time we drove through New York in October. We did some hiking, saw some leaves turning, and Niagara Falls, which are pretty spectacular. And also, we spent a day at Rhinebeck, the New York Sheep and Wool Festival.
I entered some skeins, received some pretty ribbons, the day was gorgeous, I met Casey and Mary Heather from Ravelry, and all was right with the world.
October slipped into November, the election happened, and all went to shit. I have been so pissed off since that night at everything, and do not understand how people who can read words and hear people speak with any discernment could have let this happen. Well, I am not sitting back. Every week my senators (one red and one blue) hear from this white hair 61 year old, and so does my ultra liberal congressman from Boulder. My small effort.
Suddenly the holiday lights were up, and I realized certain motions needed to be gone through. I have offspring and grandgirls, after all. So I did. Went through the motions, that is. I had some knitting already put aside for giving, and cranked out felted slippers for three,
Duffers, by Mindy Tallack
and stranded colorwork hats for five.
Baa-ble, by Donna Smith
Along with miscellaneous other sewing and knitting projects. All were received well and with gratitude by the knitworthies I am blessed to have in my family.
Mesa, by Yumiko Alexander
And today, this is being mailed off. Out of handspun, from a bond fleece I bought at the wool market in Estes Park. Scoured, carded, spun 2-ply. I had to mail it quickly before I kept it to enter in the July fairs.
Keeping busy, to keep it together.
