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Yesterday, the new owner of the local highway mart/gas station greeted me with a “namaste!” that’s pretty dang exotic for this neck of the woods. I was thrilled, I tell you!
I also saw a confusing pair of bumper stickers on one car. One sticker read, “Honk if you love Neptune” and the second said “Don’t blame me, I voted Republican.”
I fear I’m missing something. Tell me if you can figure it out.

In knitting news, I have needed to pick up the sweater I am knitting for afghans for afghans current campaign, in which they are collecting sweaters and vests for people 9-18 years old. They are hoping to get 900! and the deadline is Nov. 3, so what have I been waiting for?

seamless yoke sweater in progress

I am making the seamless yoked sweater as per Elizabeth Zimmermann’s instruction, in Lamb’s Pride bulky, color: Dark Earth. I cast on and knit a sleeve yesterday. I will hopefully get the second sleeve done today and be able to join sweater body and sleeves tonight. I probably won’t have enought of the brown, so I am going to do a green patterned yoke, with this yarn that I purchased not so long ago.

Who has the most refined style? Persephassa, of course! Click on the daily wears section of her photoalbum to see it. I will never be like that, and I don’t want to, but it sure is good to look at. She shops indie, too!

Opal has new dolly, Emily.
she is a topsy turvy doll, one side asleep:
Opal's new doll, sleepy side

one side awake:
Emily, the doll, ready for the day
Opal picked her out from this etsy shop and paid for it with her own money. (It was the shop’s first sale, too.)

mercury retrograde is upon us. It’s okay with me this time. I have been doing retrograde type things lately anyway. Clean up, clean up. That whole photo thing I have been into lately. Organizing all the pictures stored on my computer. That kind of thing.
I need to change the oil in my car. NOW.

We bought a new parakeet the other day, to keep Blueberry company. I hate to see a social animal alone, you know? The new one’s name is Popsicle. sigh. Blueberry and Popsicle are all bonded and preening each other.
Here’s the thing, I had to clip Popsicle’s wings so that I can open the cage. By the time they grow back, she will used to us and won’t freak out, flying all over the house. I hope.
clipped wings
my god is the God of Irony.

Oh! I bought a flickr pro account today, and I have had a most wonderful evening uploading photos from years and years. Much more extensive and consolidated than this blog.
A history of days here.
In progress.

Now didn’t I start off this month so cocky about how I had released myself from the Romantic Mythos? “Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs, and Love is Love, in beggars and in kings,” so the song goes, and here I was disbelieving it.
But no, October has blown in with all it’s Scorpian bittersweet and I realize that I do indeed harbor several broken hearts…
So many compromises have been made. And I suppose that it is the acceptance of this that really brings a person closer to being an Elder than anything.
But what do I know?

I got an order a week ago for a scarf like the one I made for my friend Heidie. That one seen here

I made this autumnal beauty.

This type of project is a lot of fun. I never know how the colors will work together til I get aways past each combo. I learn a lot of about combinations doing this, if I care to pay attention.

I have been steadily working on wrapping up swaps and old projects. I will not be doing as many swaps in the future, at least not for the time being. Nothing personal, only a reservation of energies, now that I seem compelled to finish things. You know, i sign up for a cd swap, and I can’t just burn the durn things and send them out, no, I have to make a custom sewn pouch for each one, and hand write the playlists on recycled paper, and so on. and then half the time I don’t even like the music on the cds I receive, and who knows if they like the music on mine? Which reminds me, , I want to send you a copy of that mix…
I bought some little notebooks and I write a daily list on each page. I am fairly well impressed, not to be full of myself or anything, by how well I have been staying on task. I now feel uncomfortable if I have old projects hanging fire. This is quite novel. I like it! It’s like I get “anxiety in advance” if ends are raveling all over the place.
Guys, do you see the shift? I am so excited!! It won’t be long now, I am maturing past my flakiness! My house is staying clean, too!
I even went and wrapped up my trusty old site,, and I am now sending everyone over to the etsy shop. I have needed to do this for a long time. I will maintain (well, start maintain my existing) mailing list, too. More cleanup. yep. So go check out the old site and see how nifty and neat it looks.

And I figured out my next tattoo. I can’t tell you what it is, cause I don’t want to spoil the surprise. I will say it is going to be on my knuckles. And it is political in nature. Cause I’m so fuckin tough. ha hah ah hah!

I hear Opal yipping like a wild dog in the house (computer is in the outside office) and now there’s pounding, too, so I think that’s my cue.
be well all you happy people!