Mojospun

Yesterday was a fun day. Brad brought Sherlock out for lunch so that we could take a walk along our wonderful nature trails near my workplace. There is a beautiful salmon creek there that goes for miles, and the areas around it have been preserved as wetlands. It makes for a gorgeous trek filled with all sorts of trees, plants, animals and other walkers. In the fall I can stand on one of the three little bridges that occasionally cross the creek and watch thousands of salmon racing towards nature.

Sherlock was pretty funny. I carried him mostly, but when I put him down he looked like a little bunny rabbit. He got confused once and started following someone else. Down at the little duck pond we saw several male mallards and then suddenly realized that, not four feet in front of us, there was a female. Her coloring blended so well into the bank of the pond she was practically invisible. As we were talking about how amazing this was, one of the rocks near her started moving. This "rock" turned out to be one of seven ducklings, so cute with their fuzzy brown fluff, heads tucked under their wings. Nature does great stuff. (Does the term "human nature" ever seem like an oxymoron to anyone else?) I wish I had taken my camera along!

I am about halfway through my second bobbin of MojoSpun, which is what I'm calling the yarn produced by my mohair/wool roving from the Barefoot Spinner. I should be able to finish it and ply tomorrow, as I've got a hot date with a handsome dude and can't work on it tonight. Sodo Mojo is the catch phrase for the Seattle Mariners, who have been the background for my spinning lately. Don't ask me how they did against the Yankees last night.

In a serendipitous turn of fate, I realize that MojoSpun will coordinate beautifully with the Chasing Rainbows "Opal" silk and silk/merino purchased at the Seattle Fiber Arts Expo last month.

My knitting friend Karen's high school drama club (Karen is the Drama Teacher, along with being an English teacher-- her patience must be endless) is presenting a play that we are excited about attending tonight and tomorrow (two parts). I loved being in my high school musical productions. Whenever I have a cold, I always remember "Adelaide's Lament" from Guys and Dolls:

The average American female, basically insecure
develops a certain tendency to react
with psychosomatic symptoms, difficult to endure
affecting the upper respiratory tract.

In other words, just from waitin' around for that plain little band of gold
a person can develop a cold
You can feed her all day with the Vitamin A and the bromide fizz
But the medicine never gets anywhere near where the hurtin' is
Soon she's getting a kind of a name for herself but the name ain't his-
A person can develop a cold.

In other news, Sherah is now through with her year at WSU and is back in my area, which is pretty cool. Just in time for Mother's Day!

Oh, and the leopard skin jacket kit has a buyer, but Spanish Combs is yet available.

Posted by Sheila at May 9, 2003 09:15 PM Posted to Family | Sherlock | Spinning | TrackBack