Or Adelaide, as laid back.
Since Maus & I were here for several days in 2010, my goal this time was simply to spend time with friends. If I saw anything at all, it would be a benefit.
So there I was, standing by the train station and waiting for a ride. My friends Helen and Kath bailed me out of Port Adelaide (not exactly next door to the city) and took me off with them for the day. We had a marvelous breakfast (now if I could just figure out how to order coffee in Australian, I would be just fine. What the heck is a “flat white” anyway? What if I just want a cup of coffee, non-instant?)
Any way, I had the best day in the whole world. Sat and chatted with friends. Got caught up on a number of on-line courses. Finished the exam for my CME module and started the patient simulation. Which of course has to be completed within the next seven days or it times out. Probably should have finished but I was freaking out.
Sent my post cards from Port Adelaide, then watched the wind/kite/para surfers on the beach before boarding the ship (less all the goodies I was able to pass off!)
It was still light out when we sailed out past waving crowds on the shore. The next time I come back, it won’t be with deadlines hanging over me which will leave me more time with great friends.
* yes – not very brilliant with blog post titles at the present
hat for Ms Soprano (it is Zauberball, Exeter pattern and is really stretchy)
Both of the following are also from yarn gained on the last Schoppel run as is the hat.
Baby Jacket completed
Which means that I started another baby jacket (larger size this time) Which is knit in two halves then joined
So given that I was sick of baby stuff – it was time to start something for me.
The pattern is in Interweave Knitscene. Although sport/dk weight is called for – I am using fingering. Alpaca blend grey and part of some zauberball called Kleiner Fuchs for the contrast.
so here I have the yarns
and here sections one and two completed
Just to let you know that I am knitting
another baby hat
as well as reading – starting with The Color of Magic since Amazon had a nice deal on the first five Discworld books.
It wouldn’t be a good idea to let a week go by without saying something about knitting.
Two projects complete since the last time I think I posted anything:
A hitchhat for me (70 stitches, size 2.5 needles
The matching scarf
which has the distinction of being a full 42 thumbs.
Somewhere along the line I managed to misplace a cloth bag containing three hats for Dani. I still had one that needed the ends woven in. Now I am just searching vainly for which box, room, location is hiding them from me. Could be Seattle but I am thinking San Francisco.
Now on the needles:
have a cruise companion who’s daughter is presenting her with the first grandchild in Nov. She is just starting to knit so I thought I might contribute a jacket to the critter.
drops pattern – all garter
I like the pattern but it is coming out a bit denser than I had planned. Also I calculated the yarn and don’t think there is enough given this is mill ends from Schoppel. Might just frog and alternate bands of garter with plain.
It was a lovely morning – I went to the post office on Pine Street. On the way over I followed the Bell Captain’s directions. And went up the hill and down the hill and …. (and on the way way I just hiked down Larkin to Sutter and completely skipped the big hill).
Since my time here is limited, I mailed out packages – two to a fellow BookCrosser, yarn (what else?) to the ScrabbleQueen who can just post when it arrives giving her an excuse for her third blog post this year – hats to a couple of friends, and of course hats plus treats to Maus & Co. At this point, my mind is blank which means that there could have been another package there completely slipping the mind.
A nice long walk down 4th after a stop at the hotel to grab the goodie bag for Alison and I managed to arrive at the Cal Train station exactly 2 minutes after the train left. Since the next one was leaving at 1107 with a 1203 arrival in Palo Alto I figured I was ok since we had agreed on a noon meet-up.
(and here I will skip the Alison not having my email address, me not having a stateside phone and needed to find wifi resulting in about a 30 minute scramble till we found each other). After a short debate – we wound up at Tava which was a lovely find. Sort of fast food, but not. You pick your rice, your dish, your sauce, toppings, spice level. Of course there is both Raita and Chutney to tempt the palate. Meat eaters can get chicken and lamb, the rest of us have a variety of choices.
So there we were, tying up a table and chatting for almost three hours. I have this lovely skein of red malbrigo for me, just the right amount for a hat. And I (sneaky woman that I am) managed to gift out a bunch more from my stash which makes me quite happy. Follow the above link to her blog if you want a pix. At this point the duffle bag is almost 1/2 empty having the cruise, Hawaii, Australia and New Zealand friends to go.
A ride back to the train station, CalTrain north to SF. A stop at Macy’s and I was back at the hotel in plenty of time to miss happy hour. Morning I am off to Chicago.
It was not with enough sleep on board this morning when I caught the 0547 train to Frankfurt airport. It wasn’t that I stayed up and packed – except for a few odds and ends that had been done for over a day.
It was all the other things – like trash and garbage and wondering why I hadn’t remembered to leave my keys where I could reach them rather than in the bottom of the backpack. And talking to kids, and making sure bills were paid and …. you get the idea.
So I made the airport then had to wait till Air Canada was able to get computers up and running. They don’t have a lounge, so the Lufthansa one did just fine. At the gate I made an interesting discovery – Air Canada is willing to fill extra business class seats with its top ranking frequent flyers. Air Canada’s frequent flyers and not Star Alliance. Lufthansa status didn’t count.
It would have been nice. Coach was almost full (10 seat belonging to those now sitting/laying in business class. But I wound up with a nice seat companion returning from time in Italy spent with her father and all the Italian relatives. Her husband was still in a good mood after being overwhelmed by in-laws.
I finished the purple hat and did 3/4 of a hitchhiker. Snoozing off and on, but not sleeping. Might as well knit!
Canadian immigration asks a lot of questions including the Why are you here? Hello? Don’t you want tourists to come, look and leave money? So after 25 minutes in line for my five minutes of grilling I collected my luggage and headed toward the exit.
On the other side was Marise. She and her husband Mike met me and gave me a ride to the hotel. We then proceeded to go for an early lunch.
I am now dead on my feet and going to sleep. With any luck I can meet up with Richard and Donna tomorrow (Granduer TA 2011) for coffee before meeting George at the airport mid-afternoon for our ride to Banff.
Since packing is boring – there is also this hat which was knit out of mills ends of Schoppels Zauberball.
by casting on 120 stitches, increasing to 150 when the ribbing was completed (k3,kfb) then decreasing ten evenly distributed locations around the crown when it was time. Oh yes, 2,5 mm needles followed by dps.
I have been watching the post – all but one of the cards which I mailed from the Med have shown up -
Spain is prompt
The one that is missing is from France – Marseille on the 19th of August. Now those cards were mailed from the post office which I found following a long and arduous (ok, not so hard) hike around town and up into the city overlooking the east side of the harbor. I bought the stamps and mailed them right there. I think all the rest have shown up in the US but I still need to check. I would have thought Germany would take less time but one never knows.
My afternoon and early evening were spent at Red. Saturday knit crowd of course and I had a fun time. Managed to pass off a couple of more books but wasn’t able to drop off at the Neugasse bookshelf as planned. It seems like there are those who are not using common sense. If a book has been sitting on your shelves for, lets say 30-40 years, what makes you think anyone else is going to want to read it?
Anyway, the shelves were seriously overloaded with oldy, moldy books and tattered magazines. I didn’t have the energy to spend time cleaning so just let it go. There are supposed to be other bookshelves around.
turned out like this!
which was a lot more fun than the other things that I was supposed to be doing (cleaning, sorting books, contemplating next weeks departure…..
Well, not actually toys, but knitting tools. One always needs more knitting tools – right?
First, in one of those 1€ type stores I picked up some inexpensive #5 crochet cotton for provisional cast ons and these two little cuties for 1.5€
a latch hook and a double ended crochet hook
and then there are the KnitPro treasures. I don’t use DPs all that often- mostly for the ends of sleeves or that last bit of hat. Maybe an I-cord since I haven’t knit socks for a while, but these Rosewood beauties were too nice to resist. The first time I stopped in All You Knit is Love (Barcelona) I purchased one set. The second time through I picked up the rest of the sizes.
Sets of 5-6 needles
Although they are nice -The Karbonz are fabulous. Carbon fiber, which I tried in the other brand and did not like at all. But this time someone got smart and fixed the problem of stitches clinging to the tips of the needles. These are capped and are almost as sharp as Silhouettes or Chia-Goo Lace.
Ifiber carbon DPs
and a close up of the tips
And then there is a different version of the yarn needle with an easy to thread nylon eye
in three sizes
But the nicest? The Signature Silhouettes that George brought back for me from the states. These are the cable & stem switchable. Not between sizes, but being able to swap out cable lengths has some real advantages to your average shawl knitter. I just wish they had small sizes (below 3.25 mm) and cable lengths to create 14-16″ total length with the 4″ stems.
lovely, color coded & labeled with size
Color me a happy knitter….
I am at sea, you are where ever and not everyone cares about knitting. I would rather knit than pack, but it is not like there are a lot of choices should I want to get off the ship tomorrow with all of my stuff.
The great thing about not having any household things to do at all is the amount of knitting that one can accomplish
The first thing to mention is that I am knitting a lot of hats. These three were the first but certainly not the last
The baby hat is off the Hitchhat pattern
As is the rose pink cotton hat for the 2 year old sister of the above baby
about size 2-3
And then I switched my attention to a simple striped hat (2×2 ribbing, then the body in 7/1 ribbing)
which will fit over dreads
Since the Maus likes bright colors – I knit her first a simple cap out of Zauberball singles then went on to start a Cayenne.
The project that actually took the longest was the smaller size of the Ribboned Baby Jacket (instead of the baby surprise because my book has been borrowed and not returned so I didn’t have that pattern on hand).
The jacket is knit all in one piece with some short rows.
There is more, but I think this post has gotten long enough!
Since I rewarded myself for early morning industry by spending the balance of the day with three delightful women from the Saturday knitting group (four if you want to count the grinning, drooling toothless wonder on her matt holding her toes and crowing) I thought it more appropriate to update you on the knitting projects rather than discuss the wonders of salad, cheese sandwiches and ice cream.
At last update, I think I was here
the two sleeves completed
to attaching them in order to start the back
which progressed to
I finished up the shrug on Saturday evening
looking at the back
but it isn’t easy to see the overall construction. I wanted to avoid huge blocks of color in those last few rows so you can see the “alternating ends from the ball”
Folding the shrug with the front up
you can see a couple of pins on the facing
while the back
just looks like a folded up sweater sleeve without an attached body
If I can get it together, I will get a photo of it on a person which will make it much clearer.
Clue 5 came out a day early on Thurs eve and I started messing around with it. If you knit as writ, the shawl will wind up with a kind of log-cabin appearance with strips of different lace patterns.
Since that is so not my thing, I have been doing sections of each pattern across the whole shawl interspersed a few rows of stockinette and lots of beads.
Since I am not using a terribly long needle -
it is hard to get an impression of the lace
panels or the final size of the shawl. I am not worried about running out of yarn – there are only 1-3 clues left and I have a lot of alpaca left on that cone!
Doing too much laundry in the heat (36°C in the shade) including running a couple of loads through the dryer before intelligence kicked in might just be my only excuse. I was sick of the pile of dirty things on the floor and the mess of the laundry room. Additionally I needed laundry baskets so I went hunting.
And that must have been when insanity struck. There were a number of partly full baskets stacked around my husband’s side of the closet. Consolidating them was simple. I had started with the thought that I might even put some of it away but the realization hit me with exceeding rapidity. The shirts were crumpled – it was going to be iron or re-wash. Duh – no decision there. The rest could be folded quickly. Almost, but not quite. Socks do not fold quickly.
By the time I had them all gathered up, those
sucks socks had multiplied into dozens and dozens of single smug individuals daring me to make a fuss. So back I went to the laundry room to gather up all the orphans and give them a wash in the next load. If I was going to do this – might as well maximize the results and toss the rest.
months and months – or years? of socks
So I informed the socks who were trying to slither out of sight under the couch or inside pairs of jeans. Match or be discarded, I informed them. They sneered at me in their multi-sized, colored, and shaped glory. Make us!
So I started the division. It became rapidly obvious that there were far fewer of white, or had be born out of the package originally white
in at least three lengths
Where as the black/brown/grey/navy crew had proliferated exuberantly and had no interest in being made to function in sedate pairs.
instead holding a football scrum in defiance
Even an attempt to line them in orderly ranks dissolved in the face of variety of size, shape and design much less position as displayed. Do you know how many shades of black exist?
If I line them all up, they pitch fits and throw themselves on the floor.
I won a partial battle
and so declared victory.
I am going to do a last sort tomorrow in strong daylight before tossing all the excess in the garbage. Wonder how smug those unrepentant partnerless socks are going to be then …..
It has been an extremely wet year which may explain why I woke up covered in mosquito bites. Well, no, the reason I have been bitten has something to do with the current German temperature and the appauling ignorance of screens in basic home design.
For a people who are so meticulous about everything else, I just don’t understand why there are no screens on the windows.
I thought of a few possible reasons starting with traditions – we don’t put on screens because we never have put on screens. Now admittedly, most of Germany was never the swamp of the Netherlands and home grown malaria was not the issue here that it was in the low lands (last cases in the 1950s). Many more people lived in cities, but that would to me say flies which are also not pleasant company besides being such excellent disease carriers in all those years before completely modern waste disposal.
So I went looking for other reasons. It is hard to air your bed linen out the second floor windows if you have to deal with screens. Now shutter which close at night? Those might help but how do you breathe in the stifling heat? Harder to water your window flower boxes perhaps? Or there might be the simple issue of screens being a relatively modern development. There might be the small matter of double hung windows which slide up and down vs whole window assemblies which swing in or down. See comment about bed linen airing, wash hanging and window boxes above.
This year has been the worst in my memory which admittedly only includes most, but not all of the German summers of the last 32 years. Stray wasps, bees from the hives next door and the occasional fly, but I don’t remember ever being this badly bitten. I guess I should be glad that thus far malaria has not reinvaded Western Europe although Dengue has gradually been moving north from the Mediterranean. Mosquito born diseases are so not much fun. But then again, at least they are not the size nor are they numerous as those I grew up with in Minnesota, the monsters of Alaska or the disease ridden dive bombers of Kenya.
But, as I tripped over it on the way out of the bedroom this morning, I now understood the small bottle of Bullfrog insect repellant kicking around the floor.
The problem with both of my current projects is that they do not fall into that lovely category of mindless knitting so necessary to audio book lovers everywhere. Now I could have hauled the Forever Afghan off hold and onto my lap, but the thought of all that nice, snuggly warm wool in this weather made me shudder. The Oregon Vest won’t work – see complicated stranded below. And, amazingly enough, I have knit enough scarves and hats for the moment.
So there it was – Sleeves by Martina Behm, the hitchhiker hat and scarf woman.
It take about as much fingering weight yarn as a really large shawl but is knit out of multiple colors.
?Hey? I have multiple colors, all the in same ball! Out comes the Papagei (parrot) colored Crazy Zauberball. After my blocking challenges with the hats, I am not knitting this in either singles or loosely. Requires about 250gm of yarn. I have two packages equaling 380 gm minus that second baby hat. Should be ok.
Next challenge is finding a short enough 2,5 mm needle. After that? Seeing – when your “four balls of yarn” are actually 9 given that they came from the end of the production run – whether there is any possibility of matching the colors. I am hoping that this is not a case of a 425 meter pattern run… As a result, I am going to have to settle for pretty close, rather than exact.
starting with the garter triangle, then moving on to endless circles of knitting.
The Start of sleeves
by the end of the day, I was decently pleased.
decent job of matching
Updates on the other projects
I’m liking the way the pattern is developing
current status on Rauma
And thought you might like the hitchhats in three sizes
hats in three sizes
And then there is Analucia which is lacking 8 rows before the next clue which comes out on Friday
There is a truism somewhere that talks about stranded knitting and talking. Not quite the same as walking and chewing gum which I think is entirely possible but more like the walking and texting which has proven to kill off more than a few pedestrians.
It was a Saturday afternoon. Bright, cheerful and hot. Let us not forget the hot.
I hauled along all the hitchhats and other projects which just needed an end or two woven in, the baby hitch hat which required me to pick out the provisional cast off and graft the two edges and a few things to show off. The stray ends were easy – thread, bury, snip and done.
Grafting? Probably should have, but get real. Just because I know how to graft garter stitch doesn’t mean that it is fun. Three needle bind-off and the busy work was done.
3/4 most recent
compare the sizes, two bigger ones have the brims folded
Since I was just too insanely warm to deal with alpaca, I headed for Rauma (it needs a name).
I started here -
1/2 the front
and then started chatting. I did a couple rows, no problems. Knit a couple more and stopped to double-check since I didn’t remember any location with 30-40 stitches of any one color solidly. Oops. For the next hour I very carefully tinked rows 30 & 31. Took less than 10 minutes to reknit both. Rational sense says an hour to get two rows meant it was time to go home!
For the last decade she has been sitting quietly on the top shelf of the bookcase watching over the back hall. For reasons that I have never examined too closely, I never felt comfortable having her on display in the living room nor that it might be necessary to do so.
I vaguely remember her creation – I was youngish. Maybe about 6-9? But certainly long before my teens. I don’t spend a lot of time remembering that portion of my life. There was reading, there was home where I did a lot of reading and school which I detested with every last fiber of my being. The only thing worse at that time of my life was riding the school bus. Which means, if I want to narrow down a time frame, it must have been when we lived in Hopkins on Drill Lane since I don’t remember my mother doing much sculpting after we moved out to Excelsior. It is stunning to realize, when I count back that this means my mother at the time was about the age that our Eldest is now.
Never seeing a likeness nor understanding her slightly asymmetrical face I had relegated her possession to somewhere in the back of my mind. Even when Maus created a self-portrait bust I didn’t see a resemblance. Stubborn set to the chin – no question but to me the face/head are generic. I also don’t remember exactly when she came into my possession. I know that my sister managed to get Atlas to me after we moved to Heidelberg. I am still wondering what happend to the Giant in chains who I always appreciated- but the Lady?
Then today I had hats to photograph. After doing various assorted standard flat things, it occurred to me that a bust might be just the ticket.
Cleaning off a thick layer of dust gave me an idea of exactly how long she has been ignored and neglected. Both the block of the base needed careful tending. She is porcelain clay with a glaze.
Then I tried on the hats!
There I was, wandering around in Stavanger Norway when the Husfliden just grabbed me by the neck and dragged me in. What is worse? They had files and files of older Rauma Patterns. End result is that booklet 053 came home with me. I had been pretty good up to that point – not buying yarn, that is in spite of temptation…. But I needed something stranded in just a couple of colors that might just be portable (dreaming here) …
And then I saw it, hidden inside one of the binders.
With this variation
which is knit in a heavier gauge yarn.
So I bought yarn
three colors of Finnull
[black, charcoal and WineRot] and cast on ribbing which was as far as I was going to get till I got home. No way was I writing on the original pattern. That chart
would you believe 204x 180+?
totally eliminated even the remotest thought that I could keep my place without scanning, printing, enlarging and colored pens.
Been there – knit both Viking Ship and Phoenix – I know better than to assume my eye is not going to wander somewhere in the middle of the row.
So here I am – ribbing complete – project started on Ravelry and the first 16 rows knit -
and across the front
There was an option of knitting a busy, tiny circles pattern on the back but I am not completely insane. It is actually more fun to knit a large pattern four times (two reversed) than it is to knit a repeat of 4×4 stitch circles.
So -what do you think?
I added up my projects the other day (the real WIP – not the on hold till I am completely grey) and realized that I had
1) Analucia KAL -
which is being knit in Paprika fingering weight Alpaka. Now since clues come out on Fridays – that leaves me six days of being literally clueless.
I finished another Hitchhat -
with 75 stitches on size 3.00 mm needles and more of that recycled german sock yarn; this time alternating from two different balls in order to tone down the colors and see what happens.
And started a yet another – 80 stitches this time
more crazy zauberball
which was 1/2 finished in one day. Mindless knitting to go along with listening to Kerry Greenwood’s Unnatural Habits in audio. In case you are not familiar with her – Stephanie Daniel is just amazing. Couldn’t find squat about her to reference. But the Pryne Fisher Mysterys are a real hoot.
Which just leaves me to tell you about Rauma 53-5 tomorrow.
Since I am trying to catch up on projects – it just seemed easiest to post here in addition to Ravelry and not drop emails in everyone’s box since about half the people on my email letter are not knitters.
I am still in love with this pattern by Martina Behm. Her patterns are clear, fun and well worth purchasing. (at which point I found a pattern I don’t have by double checking the link. It just went in the queue since it looks like a great way to use up all that fun sock yarn that I have).
HItchhat – recycled self striping yarn
I had four 100 gm balls of sock yarn that I frogged out of a Drops Sweater (2009) that I really, really didn’t like.
This hat is the Hitchhat, knit in one piece flat then grafted together at the end eliminating all sewing which makes me more than happy. Knit of 70 stitches on 2.5 needles it is a comfortable, close fitting hat that I think is going to be great for fall/winter hikes and jogging. Keeps the head warm with no excess fabric.
really long scarf – same yarn
While on the Constellation, I knit “Just Enough Ruffles” out of Schoppel Gradient after falling in love with the idea at a Saturday Strikktreff. But I have all this sock yarn in just my colors (see hat above). Taking the pattern which called for 200 stitches in worsted weight, I started with 300 in sock weight, then changed to 10 stitches for the short row increases. Started with ~100-150 in the middle after the garterstitch edge. When all the short rows are complete it got insane. 3:1 increase meant almost 900 stitches for about six rows before knitting a garter edging and binding off. I thought I was never going to get it finished.
just enough ruffles.
But stretched out – it is about 2 meters long and almost 20 cm wide in the center section. It wraps around my neck at least three times with nice ends to tuck in.
If I do it again, I will knit a couple of extra garter ridges and on a smaller needle than I use for the body just to insure the edge doesn’t roll. Option would be 6-8 rows of ribbing which might work even better.
In a universe long long ago and far far away my feet didn’t swell. Not after a train ride, hours in the car or a transatlantic flight. I used to look at those old ladies with bulging toes, grooves cutting into the dorsums of their feet and shake my head secure in my youth and health.
Then I had four children and several decades of traveling. No longer quite as young and infused with so much arrogance reality has struck (of course I am sure that it has been aided & abetted by a couple of DVTs ~ 15 years ago). But support stocking have taken the place of funky and fashionable socks for traveling. Basic black is elegant, right?
heavy duty calf highs
I don’t care if I have to take off my shoes and walk across the dirty floor at security screening. It doesn’t bother me in the least to have someone else look at my sandals with socks. I know have the certainty of years and — I don’t have fat toes at the end of the day.
I can’t say as that I made any resolutions on getting my act together. Non the less, looking around this disaster of a house I will have to admit having at least some of the responsibility. Can’t dust or vacuum if I am not here but that isn’t most of it.
Most of it is all the “stuff.” I have mentioned before not really being horders, more like being packrats. Horders save everything, packrats save the [to everyone] useful items in case their time comes around again. Or if the IRS wants to go back 15 years or they might want to re-read a paperback or perhaps sew something out of polyester double knit. Ok, that last one was a free-bee; I got rid of the last of the really horrible fabric prior to moving to the UK. At least I think I did. Can’t think of any where it might be stashed.
But I will acknowledge that most of the books, yarn, craft supplies and fiber stuff belong to me right in the same breath as saying that George has the vast majority of movies, albums and files. We both have at least some clothes but not beyond what really fits in the closets. He has more shoes that I do, even if he denies it. I am just not a shoe person.
Anyway, I started today early with a train station run followed by an Eldest pick up/drop off. I then came home to coffee and a task list. On that list were a number of items including
finish up registering and releasing another 50 books on book crossing
finding the next batch of books to go
contacting a number of people in follow up of Saturday including finding fiber and burning off a couple of CDs
downloading and backing up files
finishing, blocking and photographing the last couple of weeks worth of knitting as well as posting to Ravelry
cut almost a foot off my hair to take it to mid back (last time I did that was a two years ago when I whacked it back to my shoulders. Not having to wear it up all the time is wonderful)
So it is now 2230 at night. I have a bag of books ready to be dropped off and about 50 more to be registered tomorrow. Ravelry is updated which means all that remains is some blocking), computer is up to date including weeding out files. Notebook is started for the next cruise. I also have personal cards printed and mailing labels for post cards. My bills are paid, the kitchen is still clean and I managed to sneak in a bit of reading in the sun.
Just enough ruffles scarf
another ruffled hat
Basket pattern scaf
Drops Ribbed Vest
Other than get up early, go to the fitness center then eat, there was not a whole lot that I really had on my schedule today.
There are always books that can be read and yarn in the drawer.
In this case, I have a couple of balls of 6-fach sock type yarn from Schoppel that I bought on one of the factory runs. Given that it is green, pink and a bit of blue it is not exactly my normal color scheme. What I decided to do was go ahead and knit a particular Drops vest pattern that I had started last winter in a completely different yarn, then frogged when it became all messed up.
This time it might just turn out ok.
I am sitting on the terrace listening to the quite noisy birds and enjoying the evening’s good weather. Not so earlier this afternoon when, in spite of blue skies and the rare fluffy white cloud, this cloud parked itself over our heads at RED and let fly with a downpour.
Sheets and a heavy pounding of rain enough to obscure drivers vision and encourage backwash onto the disgusted bicycle riders. Desperately trying to call home I was unable to reach George leaving me to imagine my drenched laundry drooping on the rack.
It was just luck, good fortune or the opportune placement of a few smokers this afternoon that had us sitting inside rather than out under the overhang. At first it had been only me sitting and wondering if I had once again failed to find the right place or just had the group willing to stand me up. By 1630 there were eight of us ( do I count the small howling one or not?). I was able to find a home for several paperback mysteries and sampled an excellent piece of cheesecake.
The rain lasted only about 20 minutes after which the air seemed clean and drops sparkled on the edges of all the outdoor cafe furniture that won’t likely be seeing use for the rest of the evening.
I am off to load more books into Bookcrossing and will drop them off on the way out of town tomorrow.
Haven’t done one of these in a while, so a couple of the current projects
the first is for a friend out in San Francisco
and this is one of two shawls started on the last cruise
the finishing issue is -
the 12 row knit on edging
(and note today that I managed to remember the apostrophe?)
There are houses with bright colors -
and – at 238 Hamilton (which, despite what the website says is not really a short walk from the historic old town. Took me over 25 minutes and I walk fast….)
which is an old converted house – multiple rooms upstairs and down, all stuffed to the gills with a huge variety of local, UK, EU and South American yarns
bright, cheerful and lots of choices
It is a good thing that I don’t need yarn, patterns or I might be tempting. I did pick up a great needle gauge…
It was just short of 2000 last night when I had a blinding flash of the obvious. I didn’t have to pack liquids in my suitcase. I was taking the train. Yes, I know that it should have been in my mind early on but you have to remember that I normally take the train to the airport so train in my mind is normally an intermediate form of transportation, not the definitive one. In this case it meant that I could toss my toothpaste, sunblock and hand lotion in my backpack without fear of loss at the first security point. What security point? I am taking the train. Or rather – trains.
Today I am headed to Maastricht in the Netherlands for the ISTM Conference on Travel Medicine (19-23 May).
Just in case you cared – by road it is 343 km which means Google maps estimates driving time around 3:10 ( I will spare you the 23 steps of the driving distance). By public transportation (now also there complete with numbers of changes) the estimate is around 5:19 from Google.
Train IC 2216 towards Stralsund Hbf
|8:25am - 11:15am (2 hours 50 mins, 5 stops)
High speed train ICE 16 towards Bruxelles-Midi
|11:43am - 12:16pm (33 mins, 1 stop)
Train RB 11912 towards Heerlen
|12:32pm - 12:59pm (27 mins, 6 stops)
Walk to Landgraaf
|About 1 min (7 mins to make transfer)
|Landgraaf (Platform 1)
Train towards Maastricht Randwyck
|1:06pm - 1:44pm (38 mins, 10 stops)
This is what the Bahn had to say:
In actuality, it is going to take me slightly more than 6 hours because I have to take an alternate method from Koln on since all the seats are sold out on ICE 16 and I need to take a regional instead.
obviously, I am over the border into Holland
It doesn’t bother me – I save money and enjoy the the Bummelbahns. Besides, it leaves me more time to knit.
Speaking of same – I finished the simple cotton scarf to go with one of the hats knit in March.
details – basket stitch on the edge, otherwise stockinette
on the window sill to dry
Allegedly the hotel has WiFi.
Yes the hotel has wifi – no charge! I am ensconced in a most comfortable room after having trucked across the city (ok, only 1,4 km) to get here. I am about to go out and wander around including finding some supper, but first wanted to finish up this note. Now I have to just decide what is next on the project list for those between lecture times….
The middle day of these conferences always seems never ending. To top it off, the weather is cold and there is supposed to be a BBQ tonight. I am sure that you can just imagine how excited I am. Not.
In fact, it seems pretty much a given that I am skipping most of the social events. Since I am no longer in the situation that attending these kind of things constitutes mandatory fun – I see no reason why I should pay to attend something where there will be little to nothing I am willing to eat. Oh, yes, and beer – not particularly interested in that either. Originally I was going to go and meet friends for dinner, but that has been postponed which leaves me an evening to myself.
I can’t say that I am disappointed after having spent the day first listening to a succession of gloom and doom scenarios for which various assorted detection, diagnosis, triage and treatment ideas and protocols were put forward. I will admit to a certain bit of cynicism after working in the field for so many decades. Plus, I find a basic fallacy in everything that is proposed.
Please tell me how many of the terrorist attacks (Afghanistan, Boston, Twin Towers, you name it) have been single point events and how many have involved more than one nasty item.
Exactly. Unlike the bio-defense people who know that the most likely thing to happen is going to be more than point source, not instantly detected and a rapidly spreading problem – these lovely people are still happily in the “one oops” one time pinpoint release/explosion/meltdown/whatever mindset. I suspect that there is most likely much more intelligent planning going on somewhere behind classified doors to which, thank goodness, I am no longer privy.
So – with an evening to knit (grin)
the hat needed a matching scarf
Close your eyes for a moment and imagine the scene. It is the middle of the afternoon with the sun shining down on the pedestrian zone of downtown Heidelberg. Bustling with people, there are shoppers, tourists, children and adults.
On the right just after Kaufhof in the direction of Kornmarkt is a mime dressed in elegant Victorian garb with grey face, velvet cutaway jacket, silver embellished cuff above lace ruffles on his frilly white shirt. Without missing a beat (or tumbling off his pedestal) he executes a formal bow to a young child dropping coins in his basket. Further down the street are dueling sax players. One of which likes the Pink Panther theme while the others melody tears into your heart.
Just as I am dropping off more books at the Neugasse bookshelf I hear the sounds of bells and chanting. Snaking through the crowd comes a cheerful line of orange dressed Hare Krishna happy to be spreading their joy to all around. Not to be outdone, a heavy metal group raucously starts playing in the Darmstadter Hof – drowning out all thought.
At this point, my ears have had enough. It was time to walk through the back streets and home. The one time I didn’t read the Ravelry forum before coming to Red it turns out the group had made other plans. I still had a nice coffee and piece of kuchen, but I was more than ready for home.
Somewhere in the back of my mind keeps running this little phrase of “hearts and flowers…”
Oh, wait – I remember, it was an expression of sympathy – Hearts and Flowers on a miniature violin accompanied by a small circular motion of the index finger above the thumb like you were playing a bow.
Given that we have Google – I went looking. Sure enough there is such a thing. The original piece (according to Wikipedia) was composed in 1893 and became associated with silent movies. The connotation was then made through usage to the melodramatic, sentimental, and tragic with cloying overtones.
If you don’t believe me – listen to this YouTube clip. If you want a bit more humor – you can always enjoy this clip.
Of course, all of this is a distraction from reality. Hats –
Basketweave Hitchhat Variant
and flowers – added to the front because the dirt just looked boring.
perennials to liven up the place
Me? I would have just planted grass or waited for the weeds to come up but George really wanted some color. I think Germany has infiltrated his brain….