Sunday, February 22, 2009


On bygone eras

Drove from Paris to the Amsterdam Hilton
Talking in our bed for a week
The newspapers said, 'hey what'cha doing in bed'
I said 'we're only trying to get us some peace'
Christ, you know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They're gonna crucify me

-John Lennon, "Ballad of John & Yoko"

In my usual roundabout way, I was trying to find a provocative intro or segue to what I really want to blog about, which is the subject of peace. Both inner peace, or "serenity" if you will, and harmonious relations in the world and within nature. We returned yesterday from a week in Spokane, Washington with my inlaws, so I'm sure it's not much of a surprise that I'd choose that topic! It all probably sounds kinda heavy for a Sunday afternoon, so why don't we start with some knitting?

I finished Mr. Stitchjones' pair of Earl Grey socks, and got him to model them for me.

They're a good fit and he likes them--good enough for me.

I also indulged in some Dream In Color Smooshy sock yarn, and made considerable progress on a pair of seed rib socks for myself.

Colorway is "Petal Shower". It's of a subtle delicacy that I doubt I could reproduce in my own dyeing.
My mother-in-law is recovering very nicely from her hip replacement surgery on the 7th. She and I have always gotten along well and it was a pleasure to visit with her. However, Jason's brother moved into the downstairs last fall after their father was moved to a care facility. To be clear, that's a 53 year old, divorced, single man with two grown daughters, living in his parents' basement. There were two other brothers who passed away in 1998 and 2004, and the surviving brother is unfortunately my least favorite. I won't rehash anything here; I'll only say that his behavior during the last week ranged from barely tolerable to complete dingleberry. Here is a photo of his cat.

She's a friendly, if not exactly affectionate, kitty, and I don't blame her for looking pissed off given who her owner is. OK, enough about that. Here is one of the nicest things I have ever seen, and I'd like to share it with you in a little photo essay.

Here's one of the daily visitors to my inlaws' 19 acre property, venturing right up to the back of the house.

Along comes her sister.

Mom and I watched this scene unfold. We waited for them to move close together, and were rewarded.

And then the little doe began to groom her sister.

It's kind of interesting that I got to witness this gentle, peaceful scene during a week of nuclear saber-rattling by North Korea and scary stuff happening in Pakistan, and while being away from home trying to help my MIL (who really didn't need much help; mainly I did cooking, dishes and such) and having to cope with a jerk. I'm home now, though, and even though my to-do list is long, I do feel at peace this moment. I hope you all have those kind of moments daily, too.

Pretty pics of the deer! Socks! It's almost like you're getting ready for a Sock Summit. ;^)

Glad you're back in town and that it wasn't too terribly painful.

I'll need to try to meet up with you for the bushing, I'm not going to be there Wednesday night - we're going to OMSI After Dark.
You're back!!! Loved the deer pics. Can't wait to get caught up on Wed.
Made a lightning trip to Vienna,
Eating chocolate cake in a bag
The newspapers said
"She's gone to his head;
They look just like to Gurus in drag"

Now I shall be singing that song for the rest of the day, not that I'm complaining! ;)

Lovely socks, and lovely deer pictures, reminds me of home, we'd get them in our yard all the time.
My 48 year old single brother is considering moving into my parents' house. Actually, in his case, I think it's a great idea, but I get where you're coming from.
Hey, girlfriend! I gave you a Kreativ Blogger award on my blog. Go check it out! :)
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