While folks are sharing beautiful pics of Fall colors, we’re showing naked trees and a prediction for rain/snow showers today here in Oregon Outback. (I’ll share snow pics if it happens. But, for now):
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It’s raining, it’s pouring…
The humidity affecting every pore.
Poor kitties and puppies experiencing loud scary thunder and lightning.
And yet the downpour drenches us in cats and dogs.
Sorry. Some streams probably need to be dammed. ๐
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My achievements for this Friday are meager, but I feel good about them. My greatest accomplishment is over a year in getting it done. Now, I need to find a way to send it to its new home.
The socks I was knitting ended up being tinked back to the arch area. I had them all the way to being close to done, but I held them in my hand and wondered about the size. They are supposed to fit a size 1 child, but when I looked that up, that would have been at least 7 inches long. These were only 5. So most of the week I have been undoing the work. The good part is I am getting better acquainted with the shadow wrapping needed for the heel and above. So when I finally get there again I’ll know what I’m doing. By the way, in the picture, you will see that each sock has its own needles. When I reach the heel of these no-show socks I find I do better with them separated.
When I want to just relax I am working on this pair of slipper socks.
I’m still only on day 8 of the lessons as I haven’t mastered the few chords taught so far. My fingers are getting tougher, but they still aren’t coordinated enough to not mute other strings. But, hey, I can now get through Row, Row, Row, and Mary Had A Little Lamb. Yay! I’m thinking I need to make a strap for my uke to carry it around and take the pressure off my hands. There are several patterns on YouTube.
I wish I had learned recorder as a kid like these guys. But I’m glad I do understand music so that I can read and play the notes I know how to play. I finally got out my alto and found I remembered how to play it. My lapse of learning happened when I realized I had been using the wrong fingeringโfor the type of recorder I had. Baroque versus German. All of my recorders and I inherited a lot of them from the school I worked in, plus my alto and my tenor that I bought are the Baroque.
Now that I know that I have retaught my fingers the F. I stopped playing before because it sounded wrong, and I couldn’t figure out why. Now I know, and I have to re-train my brain for it.
Speaking of the musical instruments, this is the time I usually play around with them. So, have a great Friday night and week-end!
Raindrops beget humidity, beget sweat, and back to rain again. Thankful for the antiperspirant!
We’re gonna need a bigger
Sometimes it’s best to stop and listen to the rain.
So many socks in various stages. And one hat.
The cotton is okay, just boring.
It’s getting late so I’ll leave out the yarn toes and needles, etc .
It was a cold rainy day. They say it’s going to be summer soon. I’ll try to be happy about helping the draught situation.
Last night the hairdryer of the world blew. It felt like our home was going to fly away. Today there is very little snow. Mostly water or ice. It snowed here November 1st. Snow piled up over the month. Here’s how it looks now:
No worries. More snow is expected by this evening and for the rest of the week. But rain will be here when the wind stops.
It’s been over 32 at night so we feel like it’s summer, kicking off blankets and turning on fans.
Snow is pretty and covers all the weeds. Bonus is insects die out. Those last flies hung out until nearly December! But finally gone.
I hope you all are safe and weather your weather, which is far worse than ours.
Speaking of Monday, my first cataract surgery is happening at 12:55pm. I’m nervous and excited.
The writing is doing okay. The memory not so much. I took the readers through all my 11 houses the first couple years of my married life in my twenties. I suddenly remembered a room that my mother-in-law help me rescue but I couldn’t remember which home it was in. Suddenly I realized I had left out the first home we bought. There was the room!
May has gotten off on quite the path! May Day, May the Fourth Be With You, Cinco de Mayo, not a flower or margarita in sight. Tons of winds and a little rain.
Darswords 
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