I haven’t been around much lately, but I’m swinging by to join in the Second Annual Brigid in Cyberspace Poetry Reading. Hopefully next week or so I’ll be back again with some knitting updates.
In 8th grade I recited a collection of T.S. Eliot poems, and this is still one of my favourites.
Rhapsody on a Windy Night
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Disolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
The street lamp sputtered,
The street lamp muttered,
The street lamp said,
“Regard that woman
Who hesitates toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
You see the border of her dress
Is torn and stained with sand,
And you see the corner of her eye
Twists like a crooked pin.”
The memory throws up high and dry
A crowd of twisted things;
A twisted branch upon the beach
Eaten smooth, and polished
As if the world gave up
The secret of its skeleton,
Stiff and white.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the strength has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
The street-lamp said,
“Remark the cat which flattens itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.”
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and pocketed a toy that was running along
I could see nothing behind that child’s eye.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp muttered in the dark.
The lamp hummed:
“Regard the moon,
La lune ne garde aucune rancune,
She winks a feeble eye,
She smiles into corners.
She smooths the hair of the grass.
The moon has lost her memory.
A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.”
The lamp said,
Here is the number on the door.
You have the key,
The little lamp spreads a ring on the stair,
The bed is open; the tooth-brush hangs on the wall,
Put your shoes at the door, sleep, prepare for life.”
The last twist of the knife.
Even plain old american singles can make an awesome cheese sandwich if you have the right bread. (Like a nice, nutty 7-grain wheat.)
Let me run down
this last year’s hoilday Knitting Failures.
1. I attempted to knit a hat for my friend, who we’ll call J. J has a head of normal size, and I planned a lovely, machine washable double knit hat. It took a long time, as most of the work was done during the weeks of finals, and I cast it off a few days after I had wanted to. It doesn’t fit. It doesn’t fit at all.
2. I attempted to knit Sophie for another friend, Jo. I wanted to make it kind of different, as Jo has a bent for cutesy-artsy type things. I did some colourwork, it looked great…on one side (but hey, it was my very first colourwork…I was still pretty proud). I still haven’t felted the bag, and I may just go buy her something.
3. I, uh…everyone else got gift cards.
Last semester is over, and I am glad. The new semester has begun though, and I blame it for my absence of late. I just finished up an intro Geology course on Friday. Have y’all ever taken a pre-session course? A couple years ago, I took pre-session ASL I, and it was EASY. The course work was minimal, there were only two tests including the final – piece of cake. So this year, in order to fulfill the natural sciences requirement for my Uni, and to avoid the seperate class and lab combination that consumes so much excess time, D. and I decided to take pre-session Earth, Sci and Env. – it ran every weekday from the 2nd to the 12th, from 8AM to noon, and we knew we would hate it, but by doing so, we not only took care of that nat. science requirement, we could also avoid getting up early for the rest of the semester (!!!). I will NEVER DO IT AGAIN. At least, not with anything but a fluff class. The getting up early sucked, but it was nothing compared to the TIME outside of class we devoted to it. Everyday, there was a fifty-question quiz. There were three-hour lectures everyday. There were four papers. There was a 200 question final. It was awful. I cried, I bled, I didn’t sleep. I’m so very glad it’s over. The rest of the semester? I’m looking forward to it. Of the 3 courses I have left, only one meets regularly (twice a week), one meets monthly, and another doesn’t meet at all (much thanks to whoever created cable TV and the internet). Maintaining full time schedule while having just minimal classes? Wonderful. Absolutely priceless.
In knitting news, I’m working on a nice, simple feather-and-fan wrap (saw the pattern somewhere on KP) in Andean Treasure in Fog.
(A nice, pr0ny picture.)
A pleasently relaxing project.
And there’s not much going on besides that, for now. Classes do start on Tuesday, but as I said above, piece of cake.
So, I’m off to update my photo blog, and then I think I’ll make fajitas. Sweet.
Uh…I guess I’ll update later. Photobucket seems to be totally unaccessible, so…uh… I’ll check back later.
I am really! Here’s the run down of recent goings-on: First, the holiday knitting:
The next 72 hours are going to BLOW. It’s going to take me at least that long to get back to blogging, so bear with me. In the meantime, I will be updating my photoblog. This weekend, there will be knitting news, and some pictures of my new baby*.
See you around, folks.
*No real babies are involved, sorry. My baby is made of wood, and is the most gorgeous shade of purple.
Just seriously, honestly, totally, f’in burnt out.
Tired of research papers.
Tired of philosophy presentations and debates.
Tired of working for next to nothing.
Tired of monotony.
Tired of allergies.
Tired of being tired.
Tired of worrying about everything.
Tired of – ah, fudge it, you get the point.
I’m having strong hide-under-the-bed urges, and it’s only going to get worse now that final exams, presentations, recitations and theses have arrived.
The semester ends next Thursday. I should be relieved, but instead I’m just dreading next semester.
No knitting today, sorry. I am about halfway done with Sophie for Jo. I decided to spice it up with some two colour work (something I’ve never done before), and it’s not half bad. Hope to have it done and felted by mid next week, so I can move on with the holiday knits. Peace out, yo.
FO pictures to follow. Check back with me later today.🙂
ETA: Here is it! Please ignore my unsightly double chin.
I LOVE this scarf!
Shhh….I’m so in class right now and shouldn’t be blogging…here you go:
The knitting questions, or the usual suspects
How long have you been knitting?
Since April 2005
How did you learn to knit?
I bought a booklet called “I Taught Myself Knitting” at Wal-Mart
Favorite thing about knitting?
Watching how stitches interlock, watching pieces grow, how flexible it makes my poor damaged fingers feel.
How long have you been knitting lace?
I had my first lace experience over the summer. It was a nasty-coloured reddish shawl with my own “pattern”: knit a row, next row YO, k2tog, for many, MANY inches
Favorite thing about knitting lace.
It’s so delicate, and looks so impressive.
The yarn questions, or flash your stash
Favorite lace yarn?
I have minimal lace experience; the only laceweight yarn I’ve used is KP Shadow, for a couple shawls. I did make some lace socks for KP Palette, but the Shadow as much nicer.
variegated or solids for shawls?
Depends on the pattern, I guess.
Favorite lace color?
Deep jewel tones and earthy colours
Technique, or show us your skillz
Circs or straights?
Circs, all the way
Favorite lace knitting trick?
Lifelines? If so with what?
Lifelines? I don’t need no stinkin’ lifelines… (I knit dangerously!)
Fancy blocking wires, or just sewing pins stuck in your carpet?
I’d love a set of the wires, but for now, it’s embrodery thread through the ends and lots of pins into the matress.
Pattern, or can you follow directions
shawls or lacey items?
I love shawls, but I get more use from scarves and socks
triangle, rectangle, or circular shawls?
I’ve only made rectangular shawls, but circular and triangular both intrigue me…
Charts or printed instructions?
Charts scare me, but some day I’ll get over that
Favorite lace you’ve knit?
I made a single bright red lacey ribbed sock. It is lost, and I miss it.
Favorite lace you want to knit?
Too many to name…so many patterns…
Just Fun, yup that’s right, just for fun
Favorite jelly belly flavor?
Pear. The pear ones and sooo yummy. There are other good ones too, I just HATE the buttered popcorn ones.
Tell me everything you know about Eric the Red…..
Coke, classic or with lime?
Eww…Pepsi with Cherry
Holiday carols, sing along, or wish they would be banned from all public airwaves?
I have to admit, even though I’m not christian, I love a good Christmas Carol
What is the definition of irony?
The use of words expressing something other than their literal intention. (Or so Futurama tells me…)
How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie roll pop?
Why is my cat always puking in front of my son’s bedroom door?
What is your superhero power?
I can boil water with the power of my mind.
If the laundry is 9 foot by 11 foot (just dreaming, that’s a big laundry room), and the walls are 8 feet tall, and you are going to tile the entire room in tiles that are 3 inches by 5 inches, what color should those tiles be?
Grey, because it goes with clothes.
What’s for dinner tonight?
Probably a hot dog from Quick Trip…but lunch will be fried rice.
What is clogging my children’s bathtub drain?
Hair? Fur? YARN???
Today concludes the Great Car Search Weekend. What fun! *sarcasm!* I have looked at SO. MANY. CARS. I spent most of Thursday, all of Friday, a better part of Saturday and this afternoon, but I have a car.
This is my old car, ‘Mo-car the Escort:
He was wonderful, and I’ll miss him.
Here is my adorable new car, who hasn’t been named yet:
A bright red Chevy Metro 2 door hatchback. Yummy. So cute and tiny, and she runs great (AND she fit my budget!) And the fuel economy? Yay!
She makes ‘Mo-car look huge.
(I guess I should explain some more: earlier this week, ‘Mo-car started rattling terribly, shaking and rocking. The brakes suddenly don’t work so well – I have to floor them, or I will hit things. My dad (a mechanic) says the repairs would cost somewhere in the $800 range. I love ‘Mo-car to death, he’s been good to me, and we’ve had some great times. I wrecked him when I was sixteen, and [after some somewhat pricey repairs] he still stayed with me. But just in the last six months, I’ve put over a thousand bucks into repairing him. It’s time to move on.😦 I love you, ‘Mo-car, and I thank you for all the happy times.)
(Can you tell I get attached to my cars? I spend so much time in my car, it becomes a mini-home. Yes, I name them. Yes, I’m a loser.🙂 )
In between car shopping, I have done some extensive yarn organization.
What’s that? *double-take* YARN ORGANIZATION???
Yep. Now, I don’t have many “before” pictures. It was a travesty, and certainly not photographable.
This was the main basket. It’s a GIGANTIC laundry basket, stuffed full and over flowing. The HL sack in front were full of an afghan in progress, and the cardboard box next to it was full of miscellaneous bits and pieces.
These baskets (partially hidden in the tiny, overstuffed closet) were full of yarn, with a few bits of fabric.
So, I’ve hung some shelves! Yay!
This is where the laundry basket used to sit. Better, eh? That top shelf is full of Classic Wool and some little bits. The second is a few random bits, and the bottom is tools, cottons, some hemp, etc. Those bags next to it hold WIPs.
This is above that. The bottom shelf is all sock yarn, the second is lace and some random chenilles and stuff. The top two are acrylics and novelty yarns.
And this, this is my favourite:
It’s just good stuff. We had to work to mount those cubes, as they’re meant to stand on the floor, but it’s full of worsted weights, mostly naturals, and mostly with plans. The rods holding it up will hold a clothes rod, for blocking purposes. The shevles below are just multi-purpose. Lots of knitting things, along with all the candles, incense, etc. I love organization. 😀
So, what with the car shopping and shelf hanging, this is the first time I’ve gotten to mention Lacevember! I’m making Marnie’s Scarf with KP Shadow. I haven’t gotten far, but here it is:
And that’s all for now. Keep cool, folks!