the view from home
Meanwhile, I finished knitting a new sample of my Cuddle Coat in only two and a half weeks, and I'll post that soon. I'm also spinning and knitting up winter time "keep warm" items for my family. This is the cranberry colored Cotswold and naturally bright white border Cheviot I posted about back in October. I'm going to make a hat out of this, and line it with some alpaca thrums for extra warmth.
I'm hosting my husband's big lab dinner, when all his research students come over for a meal, on Thursday. In honor of this momentous occasion, our dishwasher started leaking water yesterday. I'm slowly cleaning up the house, planning out meals that suit the dietary needs of multiple students, and oh...waiting for the repair guy to come help fix the dishwasher. 10 people eating dinner and dessert without a dishwasher? Ugh. (don't even say paper plates around here. That's not sustainable! These are biologists. We don't do that!) Luckily, if it isn't fixed, the professor/husband will do the dishes. All of them.
The weather's turned here, and we are finally having some of the brisk cold weather that I really enjoy in the fall and winter. We live at nearly the top of Reservoir hill here in town. This is a view from my upstairs bedroom window. We have a big sky here in Kentucky, much bigger than it ever looked to me in Virginia or North Carolina. The sunsets are spectacular (this isn't a great one, but it shows the big sky) and during tornado season, the sky turns this scary grayish green before a storm, and it smells almost like sulphur. You can smell the sky here.
The advantage of living with a Biologist? He's taught me to remember to see these things. I'm heartened by the big sky, even on a day without a killer sunset. Last night when I got up to go to the bathroom, I even stopped to admire the moon.
3 Comments:
The moon was spectacular last night up here, too! Hope the repair guy shows up soon.
thanks for the yarn shots... I always go looking for those
Cool. I love the idea of smelling the sky. Here we smell rotting leaves :-(
The yarn looks lovely, especially that deep red. I'm having trouble imagining needing a hat lined with alpaca thrums; it's been so long since I've been cold outside!
As for the party... all the zoology parties I attended featured beer in cans held in the crook of the elbow of the arm holding the plate. The plate had lots of finger food, all of which meant nothing to wash bar plates. No, that's not quite right. There was that party in the museum where we needed glassware to hold the ethanol 'punch' (so called because it would have 'punched' straight through anything vulnerable to corrosion). We were a hardy lot :-)
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