well, golly I think it has. Must be time to post to the blog. I actually have this task on a list for the weekend. I don’t know how many times I have come out to the computer to post and gotten distracted, and then gotten distracted from that… and so on. Do it, now, Bramble.

Nothing like the smell of fermenting cabbage to let you know it’s a good day.
nothing so beautiful as a bowl of wilted greens
Our local farmer’s market has started up and I bought everything for making kim chee, baby bok choy, daikon radish (I use the greens in the ferment, too), garlic, green onions. The ginger, salt, and chiles needed had to come from offsite, but it’s going on now. I could make up a gallon a week and then have some for a few months! Oh heaven.
Speaking of local, last night’s dinner was comprised of food that was almost all grown or at least processed in this region. flour, olive oil, and vinegar were the only imported items. Wild caught salmon, salad greens, potatoes, blackberry vinagrette, locally baked bread. I’m no foodie, but, damn that was good.

Alice knocked me out with her combinations of knitted textures today.
knitted textures
I made the shawl but not the sweater.

I love wool! I love wool! I love wool!
There, I’ve said it.

Speaking of wool, I have been knitting knitting socks. The end is in sight on this pair of socks for a swap, and it needs to be. I got my partner’s socks in the mail Friday, so now I feel abashed. I can’t show a picture of my knitting til I get them sent, I suppose, although I said right out what I making several posts back. let it suffice to say that I am extremely happy with the progress, late-ish though it may be.

Thursday I wrote a bunch of notes for a blog entry and then scrapped them as being too self-deprecating. Worth keeping is the clarification of the aesthetic that inspires me/I am striving for. It went something like “organic outcroppings from structured technique.”
Look at kjoo’s shop for example.
My work seems flat, but I think it because I have looked at it way too much. Plus, it is a bit flat.
I am praying to break through my aversion to trading my work for money. What’s up with that? I am sure I subvert my success by being unable to imagine myself succeeding.
Wow, that’s profound.
It’s okay if people pay people to make what they do not! Or more specifically, if I am one of the people that gets paid!
Anyhoo, my problem is really that I imagine myself successful in an entirely different economic paradigm, and I need to get out of my hobbit hole and rewild the world I live in.
Which is, incidentally, what I am already doing. :)