Home Again

I am home from work again today. I am working from home, but not making the drive into Baltimore (35 mi. each way) on icy roads. My son literally slid down the driveway and had to walk in the snow on the front yard to get back up. The road is somewhat better, but it's not worth the risk to me when I can do work from home.

I have news on another almost FO. Last night I bucked up and picked up stitches to complete Slinky Ribs. I have completed it, actually, and wove in the ends, but I am not 100% happy. The pattern calls for stockinette edging, which was fine on the little button band. Around the neck, though, I might prefer ribbing. I plan to try it on and re-evaluate. The worst is over, though. I can leave the stitches that I picked up on the needle and just rip back to that first row, then rib the edging (3-4 rows) if desired. I think I'll try it on, block it, and then decide. Yippee! Almost there.

Next up - a lace shawl, the Honka scarf and maybe a 3/4 knitted vest ......

Christmas in February

We spent a few hours at the beach this past weekend. We were so bundled up, you couldn't see much skin, but we were there.




The waves were awesome. Everything somehow gets into prospective when you see the ocean. We (each of us) are but a small part of the world but we can each play such an important part in keeping the world the way it is or letting it deteriorate.

We noticed that there were a lot of seagulls on the beach and in the water near shore. Many more than usually seen. When we got closer we could see that the birds were eating clams that had washed up on the beach.


I don't know whether there was a kill of clams for some reason or if there was a storm that washed them up (seems unlikely since they are buried in the sand). We asked a few people but no one seemed to know.


We had a grat dinner that night and then opened our stocking stuffers (we had decided against big gifts this year). We had great fun with that! My mother really got in to the stocking suffer spirit this year and got some great things, especially for DH. The next day we did stuff around the house and then went out for a wonderful dinner at a steak place nearby. Conversation flowed easily and the evening was a success.

We had to leave Monday to head back to MD, so our visit was short but it was very good to see my mother again. She will be 75 this year and I don't want to take having her around for granted.

This was on the wall of the lifeguard building at the beach. We stared at it (not for the first time) for quite a while, trying to decide what it is. Anybody want to hazard a guess? Keep in mind that I don't have the answer. I am looking for one.














On the radio on the way home from work today I heard that there is a group of people who are trying to change the law so that they can buy unpasteurized milk. The radio person said this groups claims that the taste is changed with the process (I have no doubt) and that they feel like they "should have the right buy milk directly from the cow if they want to and she allows it!" I laughed for a good long time at that one.