Last night when I was sitting on the couch staring at the unlit Christmas tree and wondering
Just as I finished doing yoga this morning this handsome Cardinal came to the platform feeder for a snack. I was sure that he'd fly away as soon as I moved to get the camera but he stayed just long enough for me to snap this. Isn't he beautiful?
I started reading the old-ish Cliff Janeway series of detective novels by John Dunning last
This evening I got the Black & Blue Shrug knitted down to the bottom ribbing. It's much blacker in person. After that I'll go back to the top to add the neck ribbing, then weigh my remaining yarn to see how long I can make the sleeves. I'm hoping to get to at least elbow length.
January 8--Hans von Stuck, Advertisement for the International Hygiene Exhibition, Dresden. Min hated the poster that hung in the entry of the building. It showed a single, huge eye in a firmament of stars. She thought the lashes looked like spikes and she was convinced that someone always watched through a pinhole in its pupil. Mon would turn to hide her own eyes when she entered. If she forgot and made eye contact with the eye, chills ran down her spine and her knees felt weak.
That's all I can think of. I have to go downstairs and take all last weekend's clothes out of the dryer because tending the fireplace for three days made it smell like a chimney when I unpacked yesterday and I don't want them laying in a heap overnight getting all wrinkled. Nighty-night.