Sometimes I believe that the Post Office is employeed with mind-readers. Last night, I used the remaining yarn for Melon (Batman, you are the winner! More yarn ordered on Friday). This morning, our trusty Mailwoman (is that the proper term?) delivered this nugget of joy! Thank god I had the door shut. She won't deliver our mail if the front door is opened. Pup has not learned the proper etiquette on greeting guest. Have you ever fallen in love with a yarn only to be disappointed when it reaches you hands? It's like meeting a beautiful man with a lovely accent only to discover when you both stand up, he's 3 inches shorter than you. Once again, Mom raised us to appreciate tall men. Not that any of our husbands tower over us, but they're all taller & that what counts for her. With the Oregon Red Clover Honey, I was starting to think that maybe I had built her up. Maybe when I saw her my heart would sink & she'd sit in the basket for a couple months until I finally agreed to sell her to a proper home. When Pup was barking longer than usual, I knew the Mailman (sorry, I could not type Mail woman again) was fumbling for something big. I finished up some work before I ripped the package open; I wanted to savor my fiber. And wow, did she live up to the hype. Gorgeous and thick. I love a nice heavy lace weight makes me feel like I'm cheating. I even smelled her thinking that she'd have a honey scent, and I wasn't even pissed when she just smelled like wool. I'm going to seam up the BSJ tonight and just let Honey sit on the table. I want to ogle her like Angelina on the cover of Vogue or the Beckhams' W photo shoot. After a nice long look, I'll wind her up and get started.
I had to add in the book that I'm currently reading. When I'm pregnant, I think that I eat very well. When I'm not eating for 2, I don't gorge myself on junk food, but I'm certainly not conscious of what I'm eating. When I'm busy & on the road most of the week, fast food & I are buddies. Maybe 50% of the time, I'll get the grilled chicken option. But who are we kidding, fast food chicken & fast food beef aren't good options for your body. Now that I'm back on the baby horse, it's back to thinking about my food choices. I try to each a bunch of spinach & whole grains. Lots of water. Plain yogurt with fruit instead of the prepackage fruit yogurt. Etc. etc. etc. My food kick is probably why I'm really enjoying the book. The author moves her family to live only off of what their land or neighbor's farm can produce. She also sprinkles in facts about agriculture throughout the chapters. It really makes me miss our Grandparent's farm. My mother grew up on a farm & we spent many days there as kids. Last night while I was reading, I was sad that Gus & all the other grandkids missed out on those trips. I'll skip the sentimental rant, it's just a fascinating book for any food lover.
-Lola
p.s. Found a nice honey tea at Trader Joe's. Have I said how much I love that store?! The tea is nice & sweet, but not enough to rot your teeth. It's decaf, so I'm about to brew some iced tea later this afternoon.
Honeybush tea, Oregon Red Clover Honey laceweight, _and_ Barbara Kingsolver's book? hey, you could have taken that picture at *my* house! :)
Posted by: annmarie | August 18, 2007 at 11:57 AM
Oooo, that is some sweet yarn! Yum!
Lovely photos too.
I'll have to dash over to Audible and see if they have that Kingsolver book. I love to knit with the earbuds in listening to a good book.
Posted by: Kirsten | August 19, 2007 at 09:08 AM
It's really too bad it *doesn't* smell like honey. I don't really like that colour for garments (furniture, yes), but it does look very warm and inviting.
Posted by: Shannon | August 19, 2007 at 01:15 PM
Love the yarn! I'm on the waiting list at the library for that book (can't remember if I've requested the audio book--I spend too much time in the car--If I can't knit as least I can hear a good book).
Posted by: Cath | August 20, 2007 at 12:54 PM