• a state of affairs or an even that seems deliberately contrary to what one expects and is often amusing as a result.
Tax Day Reprieve
The Deciding Vote
Making your last day on the job count
There you have it… my Ironic Three on Thursday!
Carole (and Dale) are on a brief hiatus this week doing all manner of fun things. The regularly scheduled Three on Thursday returns next week!
No unraveling here this week, just long rows of knitting as I have joined all the sections of my Lunar Phases together. These rows require counting and keeping track of where you are, but it is rhythmic and fun knitting as I see it growing, albeit slowly!
I am a little antsy about what project to start next and not at all sure what I want to do. I want to knit a cardigan from Uniform, but I am uncertain what style to knit, or what material to knit with. However, I have some lingering projects that I should be disciplined and finish. Or perhaps, I should do a bit of sewing or at the very least, I should make the muslin to determine the alterations necessary on a sleeveless Uniform Top. It seems I am as unsettled as the weather has been!
Fortunately, the reading has been not unsettled at all, although not all the reading has been great!
I devoured Jason Matthews Red Sparrow. It was fantastic! I loved the story and the recipes. And, I am eagerly awaiting the second book of the trilogy. This is a 5-star book and I highly recommend!
Thanks to long hours of yard work over the weekend, I also finished listening to The Idiot. I am not sure what was the greater punishment – the yard work or the book. I am surprised, as The Idiot made the long list for the Women’s Prize for Fiction. I was not impressed at all and gave it 2-stars. I do not recommend it at all.
I “cleansed my palate” with the quick listen of Steinbeck’s Of Mice and Men – read by Gary Sinise. Short, sweet, and, more importantly, it reminded me how much I love Steinbeck.
I just started listening to Flat Broke with Two Goats, which is The Big Library Read choice for spring. It is not at all what I expected, but I am enjoying it tremendously.
What are you making or reading (or both!) this week? If you wrote a post today, please leave the link to the post in your comment! And, thank you!
I can guarantee it is snowing. These fragile blossoms that bobbed gently in the winds, today bravely hold snow. Winter and Spring continue to battle, and Spring’s weekend victory has been usurped by a wintry blast.
But, perhaps the best balm is a bit of poetry:
By Richard Greene
Wet snow coats
twig, branch and bud.
Against the still black street
the waning season
limns its last words
in bold calligraphy.
Today I am profoundly thankful for hot coffee, wooly sweaters, and no pressing need to leave the house.
It was a weekend full of lots of work; trimming, raking, and bagging umpteen bags of yard debris is hard work! By Sunday night, my body was complaining loudly but, we are ready for spring (even though winter is not entirely done yet…)
Today I am going to spend some time catching my breath and maybe getting started with clue 4 done on my Lunar Phases MKAL! This is the final clue so I now have a vague idea of how this will all come together and can I just say that Larissa Brown is a mad genius!!
And!! There could even be a load or two of laundry in process whilst knitting today. I can be talented like that! Hahaha!
I hope your Monday is full of the things you need.
Apparently, Mother Nature has decided that we will go directly from winter to summer… yep, temps in the upper 70’s around here this weekend. But, never fear… winter returns on Monday. Really, I can’t make this stuff up as you can see from my Dark Sky™ forecast…
It looks like I need to pull out some warm weather clothes…pronto!
Friday the Thirteenth should have some unusual links, should it not?
Starting with some motivating links:
Sometimes inspiration comes in an email: Santa Clara was spotlighted in Gauge Dye Works newsletter where I saw her Santa Clara and wow. I love it!
Or perhaps we should all do a little Knit Along of Bateaux Mouches from Churchmouse Yarns & Teas…
Báirbre is really lovely as well!
Or maybe Fading Point?? Oh, and Miss Babs has oodles of Fading Point Sets…just saying.
Moving to the What am I getting myself into? links:
You know you might have lost your mind when you are contemplating knitting the Gansey sweater that Daniel Day-Lewis is wearing….
Or Jana Huck’s Dot Dot Dot…. Because we all need one more shawl and especially one with intarsia, right? (But, the colors in Strickwittchen’s test knit are AWESOME!)
Svetlana Gordon always has me saying wow, but then I see the hashtags… #icord #in-the-round #mosaic #phototutorial
Perle royale might seem like a good idea when you start, but this is lots of knitting and only in French….
Finally, the batshit crazy, you have gone off the deep end and need a knitting intervention links:
Ballerina Tea Cosy (hmmm, maybe Genevieve needs one of these for her IKEA kitchen…)
Clever felt and leaf One case where free is not necessarily good or using the adjective clever make it so…
If you are knitting for Barbie and Ken just put the needles down and step away from the knitting…
Or Textured Dresses with this bit of instruction: “The PDF pattern has 26 pages including an individual page for each of the 19 skirt designs, an index indicating level of difficulty and 4 pages detailing the knitted bodice with plenty of step-by-step pictures.” I mean really, just commit me already!
Sock Monkey Golf Club Covers? Ummm….no, just no.
Baby Cat with Baby Carriage… Craziest part? It’s not free.
Raccoon Slippers…for adults no less!
At Your Service Knit Cloth… in Sugar’n Cream and seed stitch. And, yes, I am strongly considering them… Oy vey, send help, would you?
Why jumbo yarn should never be used to knit a sweater…
For the “I never knit a gauge swatch knitter” (I think the designer did but I have no clue why, lol)
The Penultimate Boyfriend Sweater – knit this for the one you want to get away…
That is all I have for the week, Gentle Reader! FriYAY the Thirteenth might be a double martini happy hour, non? Have a good weekend, see you back here on Monday!
P.S. All these links were recently uploaded to Ravelry! That’s right, for some designers, it is always Friday the Thirteenth!
P.P.S. I have no idea what those darling little yellow flowers are! We saw them on our walks this week along the pathways.
April is National Poetry Month and today I am sharing with you three poems that I frequently think of or read. Poems that were introduced to me by my grandfather, poems I discovered on my own, and poems that I discovered through you…
Purple Martins by Carl Sandburg
If we were such and so, the same as these,
maybe we too would be slingers and sliders,
tumbling half over the water mirrors,
tumbling half over at the horse heads of the sun,
tumbling our purple numbers.
Twirl on, you and your satin blue.
Be water birds, be air birds.
Be these purple tumblers you are.
Dip and get away
From loops into slip-knots,
Write your own ciphers and figure eights.
It is your wooded island here in Lincoln park.
Everybody knows this belongs to you.
Five fat geese
Eat grass on a sod bank
And never count your slinging ciphers,
your sliding figure eights,
A man on a green paint iron bench,
Slouches his feet and sniffs in a book,
And looks at you and your loops and slip-knots,
And looks at you and your sheaths of satin blue,
And slouches again and sniffs in the book,
And mumbles: It is an idle and a doctrinaire exploit.
Go on tumbling half over in the water mirrors.
Go on tumbling half over at the horse heads of the sun.
Be water birds, be air birds.
Be these purple tumblers you are.
Ode To Ironing by Pablo Neruda
Poetry is white:
it comes from water swathed in drops,
it wrinkles and gathers,
this planet’s skin has to spread out,
the sea’s whiteness has to be ironed out,
and the hands keep moving,
the sacred surfaces get smoothed,
and things are done this way:
the hands make the world every day,
fire conjoins with steel,
linen, canvas, and cotton arrive
from the scuffles in the laundries,
and from light a dove is born:
chastity returns out of the foam.
The Journey by Mary Oliver
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
their bad advice—
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do—
determined to save
the only life you could save.
And, there you have my Three on Thursday contribution… want to see more? Head on over to Carole’s!