Easy Being Green

Yeah, I guess that it really is, when you live in the woods, eh?

I know that I left you all hanging with the poor old woman and the crash off of the bed. Her nose if finally healed but her mental state, although fairly sunny is not what I would call With It. There you have it...she is still with us and just shuffling along from meal to meal. I got some slippers today, down at the army surplus kind of a store downtown...Minnetonka lambskin slip-ons. She says that she can almost feel them...I found her shoeless with feet cold as ice. Yeah, feet cold as ice and not willing to wear a sweater. Oy and double oy, so we expect a visit from the Propane truck any day now because we are keeping things nice and comfortable for her. You know, we expect the mercury to dip down to the low 20's tonight, here in our little place in the woods.

Oh yes, GREEN. I have been doing a bit of that and seeing a lot of that recently. We had a visit from one of our dear Los Angeles customers the day after Thanksgiving and Sonya brought her beautiful seaman's scarf designed by Myrna Stahman. Lovely job with a beautiful design and this particular greenish looking version of South Pacific worked perfectly. This is my old and now defunct millspun cashmere that proved to be too rife with knots to continue using. Sonya's is beautiful, though!

Our Thanksgiving turned out to be a lovely evening. We invited a couple who live across highway 50. Russ Simpson is a model builder, who has been known for years for his model railroad kits for a long defunct narrow gauge logging railroad down in Tuolumne, called The West Side AND in Hollywood for his models for the Star Trek movies. Rod has been a HUGE fan for years and so it is very cool that we live so close now. (He is trying not to be a stalker!) Russ's wife Terri is the angel that came to stay with mom when we were in Baltimore. It was sort of an old home week and mom actually came out of her cave to have dinner with us all. A few glasses of wine and we were whooping it up, with Terri figuring that she could learn to knit again...maybe after your Christmas rush, Terri!

We drove up the hill on Sunday to take part in the ritual that makes Highway 50 from Camino, west, awash in  vehicles toting Christmas trees. Yup, we went up to about 3000 ft and found OUR Christmas tree farm. We just didn't know if there were many people who loved the kind of tree that I grew up with but lo and behold, we found a spot up on Pony Express Trail called Smart's Christmas Tree Farm and they had lots and lots and lots and lots of Silver Tip trees for us to choose from. I tell you, it has been a VERY long time since we were young marrieds, trying out the idea of cutting our own tree, "way out in Moraga", when we lived in Oakland. Well, WE are Way Out now and this was a dream come true, driving up the back way, up Snow's Road (scary in the BAV) to go for a Look-see. We SAW, alright and we found the perfect tree. She is perched in the holder, our in the Freezingasscold now but here she is, awaiting the right time to come in. You will notice that you can't see the TREE for the Forest, but there you have it...a 9 foot Silvertip.

I can be thrilled by the most ordinary things these days but for us, this is just lovely. I am happy to have caught up with my orders and so now there is little wait and time for me to knit. (hands slapped to the side of cheeks) I am coming along nicely with the soothing Wool Peddler and have actually signed up for the new Secret of the Stole KAL, thanks to being asked to donate some things for the door prizes. Hey, why not? This could be fun, yeah? In the meantime, I finished some cashmere spinning and put color to it AFTER, which is always the biggest dilemma...what to choose, when putting color on something precious. Hmmm...green...Caroline's Emerald City. Yup.

Do you see a theme here? I guess that I must have had a fixation going on here and had to get it out of my system. It's ok because I DO love green, after all...not as much as RED, though. :o)

If you wonder what I do when listening to a new book on the I-pod...a ghost story called The Heart Shaped Box, well, I imagine what a Cajun might see in his dreams. Yeah, more green...Evah-glade.

Four cousins on the table at the same time. At the top left is Glacier, then top right is Sock!. Bottom left is Sock! Merino and finally the bottom right is Hardtwist Petite. Kinda swampy, dontcha think? Enough Green. I need to fire up the pans and get The Old Woman fed. I promised her salmon and salmon it is.

Comments

[AlisonH]

Gorgeous. And wonderful to hear you sounding like yourself again.

[Janice in GA]

Yay! Glad mom is healing a little, at least physically.

[June]

Glad your feeling a little more like normal? and getting some dyeing done. I am very partial to Emerald City myself -

[CarolineF]

There are other things I like better than green, too, but I love my Emerald City!

[Melissa the Weaver]

Mmmmm, green. Those deep healing colors.

That's a beautiful tree, too. We wait until the last few days to get a tree, because we put real candles on and we have only wood heat - very dry.

[Laura]

Well, we're going down that road with my mom- not as far yet, but we're starting to see it. I'm glad I have my knitting to keep me sane(r)- glad to here you seem to be equilibrating.

[Laura]

Well, we're going down that road with my mom- not as far yet, but we're starting to see it. I'm glad I have my knitting to keep me sane(r)- glad to here you seem to be equilibrating.

[Romi]

Mmmmmmmmm. Green, green, I love green!