saturday shuffle

There were wild turkeys on the lawn this morning.  MANY turkeys.  Harley nearly lost his mind.  I couldn't capture any images, but believe me when I tell you that one unnamed golden retriever ran the entire flock out of town!  Turkeys scattered to four corners when I let him out- to the roof, the pergola, the trees and the garden.  He did not know which direction to turn to!  Mad funny stuff.


I have made the decision to knit my way through this exceptionally gorgeous book - actually my hand (or foot) was forced after seeing my physician this week.  My foot has not healed properly from the bad fall that I took this past summer.  For the moment, sensible shoes are mandatory.  (yuck)  Sensible shoes require gorgeous socks.

It seemed fitting to begin at the beginning, and so I give you Konnichiwa, which, according to this book, is the Japanese greeting translating into 'good day'.  I remember hearing this expression as a child when my father, who served in Japan during the war, would practice his Japanese expressions at the dinner table!

I am deeply in love with this book.  I chose Blue Sky Alpaca for my Konnichiwa socks and I made them one repeat shorter than the original pattern required.

I've never used size 6 dpn's for socks - what a speedy experience!  I imagine that I will be reaching for these 'house' socks quite often this winter.   I've also pulled out my Anne Hanson Caterpillar Socks.  They've been languishing long enough!  

This was a collaboration yarn/sock design that I purchased as a kit a few years ago.  The yarn came from Adam who was known as Yarn Nerd.  I cannot find him anymore!  I wonder where he disappeared to.

The late pole beans are arriving - the last of the garden bounty.

It's a brave woman who goes out there, whether she is walking the dog or picking the beans.  It's a fight trying to avoid the marauding blood-sucking clouds of mosquitos that materialize the very moment that one leaves the safety of the house.  We have had such rain soaked weeks that the blood-sucker population has exploded.  I am praying for a cold snap and blessing the army of bats that congregate each evening at dusk.  They are magnificent to watch - a symphony in the sky!  I know that my sister would not agree, but one can hardly blame her.  She once startled a sleeping bat in her clothespin basket and was forced to have the series of rabies shots.  Not nice.  Still, my bats are not aggressive, simply hungry.  I welcome them and watch from a safe distance.


The hummingbirds are still with us and feasting on what is left in the gardens - nicotiana, canna, buddleia.  I have tried endlessly to capture them on film.  I think that a zoom lens might be called for.  I have the fragrance of fresh dill and zinnia to knit by - and small signs of the upcoming season are beginning to appear around mi casa.

My first week back to work was hard, but I survived!  Now it's time to go upstairs and poke around in fabric.  Happy Weekend All!