Blooming

Playing with ideas here. I used up some bits of Noro Kureyon teaching myself the ins and outs of knitted flowers using this pattern from Knitty. I'm liking them! The funny morning light makes them all look kind of blue in the photo.

Home from work last night, sitting in front of the nightly news with Mr. Kathie, catching up on the day. We have the feeling we're being watched. Yup, it's those cranes again--this time it's Junior, right up at our family room window, looking in at us, knocking on the glass, and flapping. He gives the impression of being bald-headed, as he hasn't yet developed the red head his parents have. I never thought that four foot tall birds beating on our windows would get to be commonplace but that scene is the norm around here at this point in time.

Blog reading:

Over at Superhero Journal, the talk this week was word allergies--words and expressions that make you cringe and squirm. It's fun reading, and don't miss the comments. It got a lot of people talking! The consensus seems to be that a variety of words with the vowel combination oi hit a lot of people wrong. Words like moist and doily and ointment. Lots of people dislike panties and cutesy shortened words like preggers for pregnant and prezzies for presents. A couple of my un-favorite words made the list--I strongly dislike hubby and 'puter (as a short word for computer). I hate hearing signs called signage. That goes back to my days in retail display. They're just signs, OK? And supermodel: just what exactly is a supermodel anyway? It seems like all models nowadays are supermodels. Totally meaningless.

I was happy to see that pronunciation matters to a lot of the commenters--people HATE nuc-u-lar (as Bush says it), libarry, axe (for ask). It makes my skin crawl when I hear supposably for supposedly. I also once knew someone who always pronounced it supposingly. AAAARRRRGGGHH!

I could go on and on. It's fun.

This week, Melody Johnson of Fibermania has been inspiring me with her exploration of some new directions in quilting. I all but gasped when I saw this. This marriage of color and form with the freeform looping and swirling of the quilting lines makes my heart sing. Fabulous!

It's Saturday morning, with two lovely weekend days stretching out ahead. Have to make a multi-errand run to Brookfield this morning, and I intend it to be as quick a trip as I can make it. Forty minutes each way is not exactly quick but I have to work with the geographic cards I'm dealt.

Then on to more tote bag making. Have to produce two of them by mid-week.