ProseKnitic – of Words und Wolle

Since my Canon 7D developed a hiccup while in Chicago and needs to visit the camera hospital, I pulled out my older Rebel XTI. Taking some shots of various knitting, I set the camera to download to my hard drive and wandered off. Heading back a few minutes later with a cup of tea, I was astonished to find the job still incomplete. It wasn’t a dozen or so pictures on the memory card, it was hundreds.

Not taken by me, it was obvious that most of these had been taken by the Mole. What is more, it seems like 2010 was the year. There were photos of Norway, there were photos from the Tall Ship Races, there were photos from his short stint at RIT. When the download was complete I wandered downstairs to hand him the chip and card reader.

“Found some photos that I think belong to you – Midnight Sun, Tall Ship Parade, that sort of thing”

He had thought they were lost, gone for good. I promised to go through the rest of the cards that have been tucked into the corner of my camera bag.

I wonder if I will find any more to compare with this –

I found it as I headed back up those long 60 steps to the house. I have no clue as to where it blew in from nor why it caught my eye. The weather has turned colder these last few days leaving an occasional bit of frost on unsuspecting grass and leaves hidden in dark corners. But evergreen and mini-cones? Or pine berries? I have absolutely no clue.

I brought it in, dropped it on top of one of the comforters and took a picture before all the ice had melted.

You don’t want to see what was left several hours later. Apparently it tasted either very good or extremely nasty to Ms Soprano’s dog…..

Has been a long time since I have done one of these. Photos on Friday that is. Traditionally I did doors and arches.

There is also Sewing

You do remember Ms Pink – right? Ok, she is currently being referred to as Maus; but she fell in love with this fabric (mild stretch denim) which only has the hem and yoke facing to hand sew.

and Knitting

Bought a couple of kits from someone who was destashing. This one is called Chess – and is in Colorway #1. It has been a long time since I knit anything for the DH. It should be safe as long as I sew a big dry clean only tag in the neck.

and finally puzzles

was finished and

was started.

I like being retired!

It was Monday – one of those 03xx dark show times that doesn’t mean that you leave then, only that you have to show up and hang out in the terminal rather than in one’s own warm bed.

The next few photos are the best of what I could get out the window considerting that this is a two prop plane and there aren’t all that many windows.

and then on to TK on Tuesday where the Dutch sense of humor is once again evident on Camp Holland

for the ……..

and in case you were wondering where all the cement comes from to build those barriers

or the water -

and grey water ponds

which looks more beautiful than it smells….

Back To Kandahar

which leaves some of the larger tents looking like bumpy sandcastles.

 transient bunks – row upon row

Moving on to Camp Bastion

Billeting area, also half-rounds referred to as Pods -

and flights coming in day and night.

The Egyptian Geese couple had done it again. Third spring that I have been here, and third clutch of hatchlings cheeping and following their parents along the dock and across the greenery.

otherwise, my day was spent cleaning, sorting and packing.

I forgot to mention that there were Fireworks on Friday evening (so, no this post is not about the white horse climbing up the steps and striding through Old College).

But, this is a military training post and I am used to hearing booming noises at all hours. Ignoring the sounds, I went on with what ever I was doing when it suddenly dawned that it was Fireworks! and I had a new camera.

(after figuring out that taking photos through the trees was not smart, I beat feet for the edge of the pond)

(first – the fruit follow up – Dragon Fruit is quite tasty somewhat close to the kiwi family in flavor. It is crisp, not quite sweet and the seeds are too small to bother one. Having said that, it was fun as a “one of try” but not something on which I would spend 2.5L for two on any regular basis what so ever. When I am in an exploratory mood, I splurge on one surprise fruit to try from the grocery).

On a day which was not accompanied by any useful work (read a lot of paperbacks) I decided to check on any local effects of the volcanic ash on the local sunset.