Monthly Archives: December 2010

Peace in our time

I am wishing and hoping for peace on earth, as always.

 

 

Since that may not happen quite yet, I am also wishing you and yours peace and joy in your corner of the earth.

Mississippi Eye Candy Friday

Two short weeks ago, when I drove up to the Twin Cities for my uncle’s memorial service, I had to pull over just before the road veered away from the river, and take a picture.  The Mississippi was just starting to ice up a little, and the very late fall/early winter colors were gorgeous in the late afternoon sun.

early December Mississippi

Mississippi early winter panorama

That was two weeks ago. That was also forty-plus degrees F, three snow storms, and 24 plus inches of snow ago.

I’m thinking it looks rather different now.

The Blink of an Eye

Saturday Sky

Sunday Sky

(If you’ve spent any time in a Midwestern winter, you know that particular look to a winter sky means it’s brisk.  Not to say, frigid.)

And the annual Nutcracker Ballet is done, just like that, in the blink of an eye.

That Saturday Sky meant logistical problems for Saturday’s Nutcracker audience.  In my family, my aunt, my cousin and her family, and my father-in-law all had to (separately) cancel.  Darn!  Well, there’s always the DVD that will be made, I guess.

I could not take pictures during the performance, of course, but here are some dancer photos from Saturday, when we saw the ballet:

My teenage RockStar is on the right as a Reed Pipe (aka Flute Dance) dancer, here with one of her friends who danced in the Chinese variation.  She was also in Waltz of the Flowers, here posing for a picture with a fellow flower:

Flower & Reed Pipe 2

And, as you know from a prior post, she was a Snowflake. The Snowflakes and their queen were on the front page of the local paper!

The Gothlet took her bows as a Rat: here at rehearsal, with an askew ear (later fixed)

and below talking to her adoring public (i.e. old friends) after the show.

And as a girl in the party scene before the Battle, she needed ringlets.  Lots and lots of ringlets.

Beauty is pain

(actually, the foam rollers aren’t too bad, mostly a pain in the BUTT to put in and take out in a ringletty fashion)

but the results were grand, and very boingy!

Despite being still convalescent, the Gothlet pulled through and performed very well.  She was exhausted afterwards, though.

It was a quiet day yesterday, post-Nutcracker.

Well, other than shoveling out from the blizzard (no hyperbole, it really was an official blizzard by Saturday evening)…

Not that I didn’t do my share — I shoveled those steps twice the day before, and a good part of them the last time also — but may I say that child labor does rock big time.

Sunset Shoes Eye Candy (Saturday)

One more photo from my sunset walk along the marsh.

Today’s the final Nutcracker ballet performance for the girls. I’ll be helping them with rather different shoes than these today!

Eye-ce Candy Friday (again)

It snowed again since I posted last, and today it got up around the freezing (or melting, depending on your perspective) mark with sun, so some of that snow melted off the dark roofs.  But it was still around freezing, with beautiful results.

(Click to see bigger.)

A lowly weed, now rivaling any crystal chandelier or necklace.

Though you have to get close to see the beauty.

Close enough to get your camera and yourself sprayed with dripping water, and to fall on your rear in backing hastily away from a cold ricochet in the face and subsequently getting tangled up in your coat.

In other news, the sick Rat is almost all better, enough to attend part of the last dress rehearsal and to perform today. I’ll get to see her and her big sister dance tomorrow. Pictures to follow!

Setbacks

My Rat has the stomach flu.

Here, yesterday before the onslaught, with her sister in Reed Pipe costume.

I just had a tooth pulled today for a failed root canal, and the timing could have been better for that.  (Could have been worse, too, though.)

And I am not going to have enough yarn for the edging of my Aestlight shawl as written.  One repeat took 0.8 grams.  I have 14.8 grams of yarn left.  There are 30 repeats needed. Nope….

Though I do like Astrid the dyer’s idea of ordering more of this absolutely gorgeous yarn, I also want to get this done, AND I confess that the edging (which is more complex than the rest of the shawl, being ‘knitted lace’ worked on both the right and the wrong side) took me longer to do even one repeat than I would like, and required a surprising amount of concentration comparatively — thus I will probably first try changing the edging to a smaller and easier edging.

I have to come up with one first, though.   Which will take me a bit of time that I currently don’t have, between Nutcracker, work, recovery, and all!  So in the meantime, I’ve picked back up a project that was dormant, but that I should be able to finish by Christmas:

A Chevron Scarf (Ravelry link to pattern) in eye-popping colors requested by the RockStar.  I don’t have a decent picture yet, but soon, I hope.

Speaking of Nutcracker, thankfully the Rat is feeling better tonight and should be able to make final dress rehearsal tomorrow, as well as play percussion in her band concert.   Whew.  Now to hope and pray that no one else gets the flu….

Aestlight on the Edge

My Aestlight shawl is all done except the edging!

It sounds as though it’s almost done, then, doesn’t it?  Except that a knitted-on edging takes a surprising amount of time.

Also, more yarn than you’d think.  So now begins the exciting time of the shawl:

Will I have enough yarn??

I have weighed the yarn remaining before I started the first repeat of the edging, and I will do so again after the repeat is done.  The small scale I have is good to within 0.1 g, so works well for situations like this.  I should be able to estimate soon whether my yarn will hold out.

If worse comes to worst, I have the same yarn base dyed by Astrid in a deeper color that I could use as a contrasting rather than matching edging, I suppose.  It should be enough, by all rights, but we will see!

By the way, I am agreeing with Kat that this blue is unquestionably Caribbean.  Or at least tropical.  (Hey, Kat, here’s your white sand beach!  Right?!) Despite the fact that I started it at dawn by ‘the lake’, no Northern lake was ever this shade of turquoise.  I think I need a new name for the shawl!

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Speaking of tropical, as I took these photographs on the new-fallen snow, I heard honking and looked up to see these somewhat belated travelers:

I don’t know why they waited so long, but at least they were heading south.

Give my regards to those turquoise waters, geese!