A fresh coat of paint
lovely new hardwood flooring
Soon its own afghan.
Cuddly green afghan
draped on the leather sofa.
Pyewacket loves it.
Non-Climate Sunday Post
As some of you know, Jim has been remodeling on weekends. He’s been doing the entire upstairs working on weekends only. This is his new office, which is almost complete. While I was crocheting on the green afghan, he said he’d like a ripple afghan to use when he sits in his recliner and reads.
Naturally, I drove to Wallmart and bought more Red Heart yarn.
For those who asked if I use anything other than inexpensive acrylic: Absolutely! Very, very few of my projects use any sort of acrylic at all.
When I finish the blue ripple afghan, I will be crochet something using”Possum” yarn. What do you ask is “Possum” yarn? Why, naturally, it is yarn made from opossum fur! Mom bought it when she vacationed in New Zealand!
My brother’s in law have arrived. Football is now playing on tv. Time to crochet a few more rows.
As usual, haikus are open threads. Discuss whatever you like but be nice.
I want slipper thingies.
Lucia, since this is an open haiku thread and I sometimes feel compelled to wax poetical, I thought this might be an apt place for my latest effort.
The Significance of Signatures
by Kevin B
The hidden heat is hiding in the oceans so they say,
Deep amongst pelagic seas it bides its time away,
Waiting to return in its full power come the day,
Of reckoning.
Masked by unknown mysteries of currents warm and cold,
The cycles of the children shroud its power, strong and bold,
To devastate the cities of the people, so we’re told,
By the prophets.
“But how can we unveil these mysteries!” the people cry,
“Where can we perceive the hidden secrets by and by,
“Of floods and droughts and storms and devastation ‘fore we die,
“In ignorance.”
“There is a Sign, a Signature, a Portent in the air!
“A Big Red Spot, that’s fearsome hot in tropic troposphere!
“The Runes predict! Entrails descry! Seek and find it there!”
Say the prophets.
So they searched amongst the heavens looking for a Big Red Spot,
With satelites and radiosondes and everything they’d got,
High and low they searched and searched but they could find it not.
It isn’t there!
“Of course it’s there, you nincompoops! The sign is heaven sent!
“Your satelites are useless and your radiosondes are bent!
“And anyway, it matters not! That isn’t what we meant!
“By signature!”
And Ra looked on, his features bland, his countenance quite clear,
And meditated to himself, “Another quiet year?
“For I decide by fire or ice what people have to fear!
“My Majesty.”
Nice one, Kevin. 🙂
Great! Much more work than a haiku.
It must be quite cold
With an afghan on the lamp
Must we warm the light?
Ziggy zaggy lines
Like global anomalies.
The cat thinks it’s fine.
Nice afghans, Lucia. And Kevin, nice poem. Bonus points for “pelagic.”
‘cuz pelagic is a cool word.
Lucia,
If it’s from down under there is no ‘O’ in front of it, just plain old possum.
From the world’s authority on everything: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Possum
Interesting uses for possum fur!
Earl! Thanks for the info. When I knit this, I’ll photograph the ball band so all you readers from down under can see the yarn, and how I used it.
The UK Daily Telegraph has an article with picture about a woman who knitted a color-coded human brain. Maybe Lucia could knit a global temperature anomaly map and get a picture on the cover of Nature.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/4245919/Psychiatrist-knits-anatomically-correct-woolly-brain.html
MarkB–
This is proof positive that people will knit anything! Anything! (Of course, I already knew this.)
I won’t knit the anomaly map because I hate working intarsia.