For want of better lenses
Posted by Lanea on Wednesday, September 9th, 2009
This is how we’re starting. Photos, unmanipulated, as I sort. The sorting will be no small feat–I’m going to have to buy an external hard drive if I want my laptop to continue to function. The hard drive in this puppy is just too small.
If these are the only really good photos I get out of this trip, I’ll only cry a little bit. You can see a bit of our side mirror in the shot. I left that in here to assert that I am not dumb enough to approach a bison. Bison kill people, particularly at this time of year. These bison approached us on the road in Yellowstone, causing a huge traffic jam and allowing me to get way more detail than my lenses would otherwise allow.
This photo of from Mammoth Hot Springs. The stink there was powerful, but so were the colors.
Those two are making me happy. They’re making me happier on my own screen, big and shiny, but wordpress only allows so much. If you want to see bigger versions, please go to my flickr set and look at the largest size.
Those are the only Wyoming photos I’ll give you for now. Because . . . I can prove I’ve been knitting. If you are Etain, go away now, please. I want your daughter’s present to be a surprise to you, since newborns are just too easy to surprise. I gave you that warning nice and early, mind you.
Scott’s new socks:
He liked the Harris Tweed socks I made myself a while back, so I made him a pair in some gorgeous Mountain Colors Bearfoot. While we were in Jackson, I stopped off in Knit on Pearl to buy some wildfoot for the heels and toes. Nothing like a boring basic to stretch the gorgeous hand-dyed artisinal yarn.
My new socks:
The mock cable wave socks (I won’t say the title as published–it’s wrong and it makes me itch) in gorgeous, soft, delicious String Theory Caper in “darkstar.” I want to make a house out of this yarn and live in it forevermore.
Mom’s almost-done stole:
I want to dye it, but I’m afeared. It’s cashmere/mink. It’s soft as can be. It’s just not the most exciting color. I have yarn to make a hat too, so I’m poking around for good chemo cap patterns.
Etain–last warning. Away, woman!
Etain’s new daughter is named Rowan, which makes me very happy. Part of the reason it makes me so happy is that two of my favorite people are named Rowan, and we differentiate them when speaking by saying “Girl Ruadhan” (who taught me to knit and is wonderful) and Boy Rowan (who is in Tinsmith, and is wonderful) So now, we can add Baby Rowan to the list, knowing full well she is also wonderful. Right, so, Rowan’s sweater:
A baby surprise jacket, in Spirit Trail Helen (I think it’s Helen–I had it leftover from some other wonderful something) with handmade antler buttons I got at an event this summer. I kind of want to eat this sweater.
Filed in Celtic,knitting,Travel | 5 responses so far
Chrison 09 Sep 2009 at 5:51 pm 1Thanks for sharing both the knitting and the pictures. We also had a bison experience this past summer. They blocked our car in at Theodore Roosevelt National Park. I also know what you mean about the pictures. The west requires a lot of pictures. In response to your previous post, we visited Montana and our bodies are still on Montana time one month later. I really think this means our family should move to Montana.
elleryon 09 Sep 2009 at 5:53 pm 2that baby surprise is so sweet, the antler buttons make it even more so….
Bullwinkleon 09 Sep 2009 at 7:51 pm 3I think I’m in love with the Hot Springs photo. The colors are gorgeous and I can just reach out and touch it.
kon 10 Sep 2009 at 7:01 pm 4Teddy Roosevelt! Somebody said Teddy Roosevelt!
I think I should just live in your blog.
I’ll tell you my bison story some day….
gayleon 11 Sep 2009 at 7:07 am 5Yarn envy. And Wyoming envy…
Seeing “The West” is on my Life List. (Actually getting to mark off Stonehenge makes me hopeful I’ll be able to get to the others.)