Thursday, February 08, 2007

Okee, Dokee

Where were we? I'm still knitting on the CIC cardi-working my way down the st st body. It's a nice change from FLAK-since the FLAK body is like a bazillion sts and 98% of them are some sort of cable. I am stunned at how long it takes me to get through one round! I may try it on sometime next week and snap a pic for the blog.
Not much spinning-a teensy bit of the red Romney-I did get The Call from Wooly Knob that my gray Corriedale is ready. Better pick up the pace on the Romney since Jamie raved about the Corrie over the phone. Said he couldn't see any difference between it and the CVM he had run through previously.
In other news, I've had some more health issues lately. Yep, after the stomach thing and the cold. I'll spare you the fascinating details ;~) After extensive reading of my nutrition/herbal books, searching the 'net, experimenting with foods-things have improved. I am eating more raw fruits/vegetables-no symptoms with that!-and am now able to eat a "regular supper" with the family again. I'd like to keep breakfast and lunch raw for a while, maybe for good.
Now isn't that simply riveting!

Monday, February 05, 2007

An Answer

Just a quick post for now to answer a question from Renee. Renee, I can't cable without a cable needle with the Addis. My comment to Wendy's blog may have been a little confusing. The Addi tips are blunt and I can't get into sts as well. FWIW, I am knitting very tightly on this sweater. With the Options' sharp points, I can get into the sts much better and don't need the extra(pointy-tipped cable)needle. BTW, I switched the FLAK to some Susan Bates' circs and they are pointy, too-so I'm back in business, yay!

Friday, February 02, 2007

Silent poetry reading

Father, hear us, we are praying,
Hear the words our hearts are saying,
We are praying for our children.

Keep them from the powers of evil,
From the secret, hidden peril,
From the whirlpool that would suck them,
From the treacherous quicksand pluck them.

From the worldling's hollow gladness,
From the sting of faithless sadness,
Holy father, save our children.

Through life's troubled waters steer them,
Through life's bitter battle cheer them,
Father, Father, be Thou near them.
Read the language of our longing,
Read the wordless pleadings thronging,
Holy father, for our children

And Wherever they may bide,
Lead them Home at eventide.

(Amy Carmichael)

Thursday, February 01, 2007


We actually have some snow this AM. The kids have been praying for several weeks now, so we were delighted to wake up to a little white. I have a wretched cold so did not go out into it with them. Here are some photos from the safety of the back porch.

Here's T getting ready to plug his big sister while she helps B with his snowball.

Never fear, C! B saw it all! He will come to your rescue!

How's that for an action shot? Half a second before the snowball hit! Wish I could've gotten the shot just after it hit-too funny! T's face was priceless :~)