Fiber Foo-foo and Other Tails

It's funny about dogs up here. I have two REALLY BIG black dogs who are lovable knuckleheads and perfect for the vastness that is this place, with all of the foxes and deer and other critters to snuffle after. What is funny to me is that everywhere I go now, I see Dachshunds...what'supwiththat? I see little brown weiner dogs at the vet, at the farmer's market, on the streets and now I find that our lovely new friends have a ...wait for it...MINIATURE Doxie. Huh? This must be the way that it felt to visitors to our old street in Lafayette...Lab, Lab, Lab, Lab, Lab-mix. Pssst...not in Kansas anymore, Dorothy. Dachshund Land...

I spent a large part of the day, yesterday, opening boxes that have been sealed since we moved here...boxes of kitchen stuff that belong to Mom. It is kind of like going through the things of someone who has died but this person still lives on, wisecracking and generally saying weird things to everyone. I unpacked her barely used "good dishes", "good china" and "good stemware" that, as the belongings of a hermit, were NEVER USED. I am going to use them. I have put the Good Dishes and Stemware into my house and the Fine China is over here in the guest house. We are going to use them all. The guest house is becoming more real now. Day by day it becomes a welcoming place for our friends.

We visited mom today and nothing has changed. She seems happy in her place in the world, with the perfect roommate...kind of nutty and NO ENGLISH. Now I am happy that the visits can be short and did my Retail Therapy up at Boa Vista, buying 4 baskets of blackberries that are as big as my first thumb joint. I thank the Universe for this place and those blackberries. :o)

I leave you with a pretty picture. It is what just kind of piled up in a BIG basket while awaiting labels. Arty Farty and BFL. Godzilla the Lizard was too fast for the photo...the myriad lizards and frogs are fat on bugs right about now.

Comments

[Linda Watson]

Good for you for using the dishes. I have my mom's good dishes, which I never use because I don't like them. Funny thing is, neither did she. My dad gave them to her one Christmas and how he ever thought my mother, the original earth-mother, would ever like delicate pink flowers on white china was, and still is, an amazing thing. I'd forgotten I had them until I read your post.

[AlisonH]

I second the 'good for you for using them' thought.

I was snubbing the just-finished (I thought) shawl with the dropped stitch needing repair I found at blocking--aagh! and spent hours today concocting new design ideas and then rooting through my stash to try to match yarn to the ideas now on paper. Found my Merino!Sock in Siobhan--perfect retail therapy and already right there waiting for me. Yay! I very happily cast on and am loving the colors turning out just so across the needles. Thank you, Lisa, I needed that! It's a beautiful colorway!

[June]

I'm glad your using the "good stuff" too! I will never forget an Erma Bombeck article on just that thing - only hers was her Mom's good slip.

I wish I could lie down in that fiber . . . it's fabulous! (oh, and btw we have a German Shepard, and an Australian Shepard at Chez Potere) :)