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Sunday, December 23, 2012

So, Why Restart Rather than Start Anew?

So, I find that I have both the need and the wish to blog again. I enjoy sharing stories and knitting, and it's a nifty way to keep up with friends and practice my creative non-fiction writing skills. It's also just plain fun. (grin)

But why restart rather than start new? Well, for one thing, I'm known as belonging to this phrase and this site, so people can find me here, even if they've been waiting for several years. That's the practical reason -- that and the fact that the site is already set up with blind friendly features, and I don't feel like re-writing CSS code again at this time. Very tedious.

The non-practical reasons are much more interesting to explore.

CONTINUITY It's both simple and complex as an idea. I not only like continuity, even with large gaps in the weaving, on some level I crave it. My mother still refers to a decade of my life as the time when I'd been "abducted by aliens," a time when I was cut off from so many people that I lost part of myself. A big part. Once I re-emerged, very carefully, in real life and on the web, I made real efforts to find list friends, with a better than 50% rating that is still improving. There are places were the lace of my life is very open -- lots of holes and little thread -- but the connectors are strong, my friends generous, and the lace has become much more dense.

While these last couple of years were a bit thinner, the cause was much simpler and far more benign: illness, increases in blindness, grief at losing an important companion, and a physical move certain to bring strength once I'd learned the layouts of most of the grocery stores and department stores in town. (grin)

My friends in Missouri will be happy to know that in some ways, I am actually LESS blind than when you last saw me, since my cataracts were removed a year ago, though the light sensitivity remains. (Yep, I had another fight with another opthamologist about that (grin)) Why is it low vision specialists get this, but some opthamologists never will? Anyway, I've a referral to a new eye doc who, I'm told, is certain to "get it." As for the "gentleman" who did my cataract surgery? Well, when I wasn't thrilled enough for him at the restoration, he made the mistake of actually saying out loud that I have too much information for my own good. (Sigh) My mother made an indistinct squeaking noise and snatched me out of the office before I did the man an injury. I wish I'd been able to read her facial expression ! (Grin)

Anyway, beyond that, I once again have better knitterly vision and fewer troubles with color matching for the present. But thanks again to everyone at True Blue who kept me from some hideous combinations! (laughing)

This Christmas had some interesting knitterly goodies that I can share only because I know my mother never reads this blog. (Grin)
I've almost finished a long adaptation of the triple cable scarf from OneSkein by Leigh Radford:





Made with lovely leftovers from my niece's semi-adult surprise jacket, it's a beautiful blue that will set off my Mom's eyes and has all the right requirements. Washer/Dryer no shaping or fuss. I find that I love the little details of this pattern: the twisted stitches on the edges, the fact that I increased the cables to five twists, and the lovely simplicity of it. Made in Deborah Norrville's "Everyday Soft Worsted" I know I'll be reaching for this yarn again when making things for those with a blocking impairment or allergy like my mom's.





Continuity. Every few years I knit a gift for my mom that, even when she chooses the yarn and the pattern, she never wears. I'm hoping for a break in THAT continuity this year.





Overall, though, even the breaks in the patterns in my life have a certain continuity to them. The same threads, the same breaks, the same steps for restarting. I like the patterns, the warmth of familiar rebuilding, the knowledge that I have done this, can do this. will undoubtedly do this again.

Sunday, December 02, 2012

The Knitting Never Stopped

So, just how does one re-start a blog after three years? And why? Why not begin anew someplace else? I guess you'll have to drop in from time to time and see. But I can tell you that the knitting never stopped. Life got weirder, a tad hectic, sometimes sad, mostly hilariously unpredictable. And the STASH GREW! (grin) But for now I offer these pics of my first-ever true möbius cowl a la Cat Bordhi -- a present for ME actually, as I could not take gift knitting with me anywhere over the Thanksgiving holiday without risking running into a giftee!
 
Made with Dream in Color "Starry" in "Happy Forrest," the cowl required some number crunching to make sure it would be large enough since I am following Cat's basic pattern which calls for bulky, rather than fingering weight yarn. I got the yarn from Trewe Blewe Yarns and More aka http://www.truebluefiberfriends.com/  in Columbia, MO.

Loverly stuff and thank you Tamarisk for encouraging me to get it! Love the shading and the metallic threads of sparkle! Must finish in time to wear for the Christmas season -- THIS year's Christmas season, just to be clear. Have to see if I can get it done!



Saturday, November 28, 2009

Black Friday Tourism

Stolen from Bearfootden blogger:

Black Friday Tourism - driving around and taking pictures of all the silly people in line for sales.

Just had to share.

Sunday, November 01, 2009

NaNoWriMo

pink background square with a stack of books at the bottom and a dip pen with nib standing nib down on the stack and the words LOVE BOOKS? WRITE ONE! NOVEMBER IS NATIONAL NOVEL WRITING MONTH
Yep. I finally did it. Signed up as an official participant. There's still time to join us. Go to http://www.nanowrimo.org to sign up, though you shouldn't be surprised if the servers are having trouble keeping up today. The Australians got a head start on the rest of us, of course, and there are always those who joined the parties here in the US last night and stayed up all night writing and got that extra hour of writing time from the time warp called the Daylight Savings Time shift.

Having grown up in Indiana, I think the whole daylight savings time gambit is a hoax of some sort perpetuated by a conspiracy of unknown people who profit from the foolishness in some way. But as you can see, I don't have the characters OR the plot fully fleshed out for THAT story, so I usually let it pass without comment other than -- oh hell, I have to figure out how to reset the braille watch without shutting it off. This used to be a much more difficult problem when I drove, since I often wouldn't or couldn't figure out how to reset the clock in the car until it was almost time to switch back, by which time I was used to subtracting an hour every time I looked at the thing, and so then when I DID get it changed, I'd start having those panicky moments of horror whenever I'd glance at the damned thing all over again soooo . . . Needless to say, it's one of the many anxieties that I gave up when I decided the vision was too low and I needed to quit trying to drive, legal or not. And, funny thing, since I quit driving and now rely on paratransit, I'm either early, on-time, or I don't come at all. An interesting mix of circumstances which lends itself to perpetual knitting projects and a snicker or two at the people who were always irritated when I was perpetually late due to my seemingly congenital inability to leave the house without doing JUST ONE MORE THING! I can now leave the house without doing "just one more thing," but still feel the pinch each time I go out the door. I don't think it will scar, though. The "one more thing I absolutely MUST do, however, is correctly fasten the crate door on the Husky's house, since Kala herself is STILL completely unable to resist eating my books when I'm gone if left free to munch any paper she chooses. She's excellent about resisting the books when I'm home, but the smell of binding glue is too tempting when left on her own for more time than it takes to walk one of the other two dogs.

Now, having procrastinated my morning writing for as long as I can justify, and having refilled my coffee cup, it's time to see about my preparations for this month. Caffeine, check. Left-over Halloween candy, check. Plenty of soups and instant meals, check. Plenty of cat food and kibble to allow the rest of the household to bide? Check. Cheerleading team? Check. Blatant self-promotion on Facebook to shame me into finishing? Check. New Blind-girl accessible netbook? Fully functioning and primed with outlines for all three acts of the novel and character descriptions, not to mention brainstorming sessions. All legal jump-starts. Fifty thousand words? Holy Crap! (grin) Okay. So, not so scary after the 100-page master's thesis, but still. Very different. Sad to say, I wrote most of the thesis in a month, too, after about four to six months of preparation. But I DID revise the thesis. Not revising this until December might actually break something inside me, some teacher-perfectionist function I might need again later. But then again, I might NOT need it again later, either.

I'm willing to risk it. I kind of feel in the mood to break a few things for the fun of it, and wine-glasses in the fireplace just aren't as thrilling as they were when I was nineteen. My own "little critic" voice is so well entrenched that I'm pretty secure in the fact that a bit of breakage won't permanently damage anything essential. She'll still be there to keep me from anything too drastic, maybe. (grin) Reconnecting with high school and college friends in the lasts year has really undermined MANY of my more grown up tendencies. I'm still paying bills, and eating vegetables, and doing laundry, mind you, but a bit of recklessness and unconstrained energy seems much more in order these days. Hence the official participation in NaNoWriMo. Are you SURE you won't join in?


Friday, April 24, 2009

Twitter Fully Accessible

Just a quick note. I gave in to the social pressure and decided to try twitter. Much to my delight, the site is FULLY accessible for the blind and JAWS works with it seamlessly in Explorer or Mozilla Firefox. The site includes Skip tags to jump over navigation links or to jump TO the sidebar which is located on the right, thankfully.

I’ll only be using Twitter from my laptop, since I don’t have a phone with TALKS, but I’ll be happy to let anyone know how it goes. If you’re already on twitter and want to “tweet” with me, I’m Shelob001 there.

It was just SO nice to find a fully accessible site!

–shelob

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Dalmatians

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Couldn't resist, having known the breed so well for the last fourteen years!

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Walking in Midnight Snow

It's coming down in sheets of white speckles against the blackness -- barely snow, but not sleet. Everything around it is dark, but it clings to cars and grass, disappearing on the pavement and sidewalk. Have you ever enjoyed the first snow of the year with a husky? She's like a kid at Christmas: wide awake, bright eyed, and eager to go trot around and enjoy the air, the cold, the snowflakes, and the leavings from this morning's trash pick-up. (laughing) Okay, so maybe not quite like kid, who I hope would go for the pies rather than the old turkey bones!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

So, About my Tattoos

I acquired my woad tattoos over the summer, and I must admit, I’m interested in going for more. (grin) Don’t worry. Woad tattoos only last a week or so, so I’ll not be piling design upon design. But this urge to add design, even in a semi-permanent form, is new to me. It actually caught me by surprise, since I’d only planned on doing something small around my ankle. But the compulsion grew with each addition, and pretty soon I was tattooed to my right knee on the one side, and to mid-calf on the other. (grin)

My enthusiasm certainly was catching, as many people I didn’t think would try the fun joined in. By the time we were done, at least seven or eight people were flashing woad tattoos, and several had more than one. Ankles and toes were favorite spots since summer sandles were being worn.


Most people were also in the midst of dyeing various hanks of yarn, shirts, shorts or sweaters in the huge vat of blue dye, so frequently designs hat to halt mid-application and be picked up again one the more immediate problems had been attended to.


This was also an interesting experiment in terms of design. Those on the right leg were more fluid, sweeping, and certainly looked better on MY flesh. I tried a more angular look on the left and wasn’t all that thrilled. My flesh does not do angles. (sigh) ah well, I can admire angles on others.

despite my disappointment with my angular bits of staining, most of the celtic knots, dotted patterns, and swirls turned out well for me and for others. One thing to keep in mind is that we had not actually PLANNED this tattooing extravaganza, so -- all the designs were painted on with a wooden coffee stirrer! (laughing) When we decided to go primitive, we went all the way!


And I must admit, my legs haven't looked that interesting in years -- not without stockings! I left the party with painted legs, some wonderful naturally dyed Saxon Blue sock yarn, an over-dyed summer shirt, and a soft woad blue dyed lampshade cover that I'd knit a couple of years ago. It was a great party, and anyone in the area should join in the next time True Blue Fiber Friends has another Saxon Blue Party -- you never know what you'll come away with!

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

LOLcats

Loved this one. Looks like a cat I had, the incomparable T.S. Eliot.

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Friday, September 19, 2008

I Didn't Cheat --- It's just WRONG!

Okay, I swear I didn't cheat; the silly quiz is just WRONG! Calm? Zen? Hippie? Okay, maybe a bit in terms of ethics. But the rest? Balanced? Calm? Wow.




You Are Mint Green

pale mint green square with darker green plant presumably mint leaves


Balanced and calm, you have mastered the philosophy of living well.

Your friends seek you out for support, and you are able to bring stability to chaotic situations.

You're very open and cheerful - and you feel like you have a lot of freedom in life.

Your future may hold any number of exciting things, and you're ready for all of them!