That was me yesterday. All I did was sit on the couch in my jammies across from the burning fireplace and knit. Oh, I did talk to Durwood now and then, but mostly I either knitted or read my Kindle book. This was the entire purpose of the weekend, me relaxing and spending quiet time with Durwood. See, at home there's all that cleaning and laundry and "stuff" to do but here there is only what I brought with me to do, and that was reading, crossword puzzles, and knitting. The only thing I brought that I didn't get to is writing out my Design-a-Thon pattern but I'll get to that later today at home, cross my heart. It's been a good weekend.
Like I said, I knitted on the second Sari Silk Purse dickey and finished it. Now all I need to do is sew in muslin lining pieces and it's a finished item, and much more usable. Woohoo!
March 29--Lynn M. Stone, Sea Otter Mother and Pup. It didn't seem right for salt water to be cold or cold water to be salty. Either way it was just wrong. They were used to diving in the cold, fresh waters of the Great Lakes or the warm, salt water of the Caribbean Sea. It was a shock to do a backroll off the dive boat into cold, green water like at home but have the taste of salt. The kelp forest was beautiful with its slanted shafts of sunlight piercing the dimness with gold. Streams of silver fish wove around the kelp, and purple and blue many-armed starfish carpeted the sea floor.
And that's all I've got for today. Not much but I was quiet yesterday. Fingers crossed that Mrs. Boss got the inventory done this weekend and life at the dive shop can go back to its sleepy normal rhythm. Not that I minded the work, really, but it was a shock to keep being tired from working for all those days. Usually work is relaxing and for the past couple weeks it's been all... work-y, and I'm not used to that. I just noticed that the sun is rising a few feet to the north over the roof of the building to the east, that must mean that spring is really inching its way north. Yay!