Scarf Recipe ...

Sir Bunrab has been hanging out under the Mountain Ash tree, being all mostly-brown.



It rained some over the last couple of days, and stuck down some of the dust. That means the battle between headcold and allergies, over sinus real estate, has calmed down a little bit and I can almost think. And now winter's having yet another last hurrah! Hahahaha!

What to do with that one hank of lovely, soft, flurfy Colinette Isis?



CO some stitches loosely.
Row 1: Inc. 1 at beginning of row, knit to end.
Row 2: Dec. 1 at beginning of row, knit to end.
Repeat rows 1 & 2 a while, ending with a row 2.
Bind off loosely on a row 1 (so as not to leave one point pointier than the other).

Last Hurrah ...

Easter weekend, then it snowed all day Tuesday, Glinda came to visit on Wednesday and we went to see Barbara and Annailese, a garage fire across the street and three houses over (well, three garages down, to be accurate) yesterday, the gas company came to have a look at my meter today, 'cuz they're going to move it in the next year or so. The excitement  never stops 'round here.

It snowed pretty much all last week (winter's having many last hurrahs this year), then gave us a break for the weekend. It was chilly but bright for the easter egg hunt in the morning:



The outfits ... just look at the outfits!

Then it was warm enough for shirtsleeves in the afternoon for egg dying:



They each did an egg or maybe two, then pelted off to play in the snow some more while the Mama and the Aunties and the Cousin did a bunch more eggs. We had a glass bowl full of colourful eggs as a centrepiece at dinner.

Sunday was Mom's birthday, too. I made her a scarf from the yarn she picked out when we were in CA last winter:



I took the picture when we still had nice clean snow 'cuz I figured it wouldn't see snow again 'til next year. Nice girl, eh? Gives her Mom a warm scarf in the spring. That'd be the same girl who gives bald friends pictures of warm hats someone else will wear.

I heard a funny whumpy noise yesterday and looked out to see this:



Just a few minutes later, all four streets were completely lined and clogged with ginormous pickup trucks (why almost all pickup trucks, I wonder?) and no vehicles could get through ... including the firetrucks ... buh - dummies. It got sorted out in fairly short order, fortunately.

Stuff and Nonsense ...

Daylight:

Length of day: 13:51
Hours of dark: 9:05ish
Sunrise: 6:40 am
Sunset: 8:31 pm
Start of twilight: 6:03 am
End of twilight: 9:08 pm

Current weather: Overcast. 7°C (44°F), wind S 9.6 km/h (6 mph), relative humidity 70%, pressure 29.83 in Hg.

Forecast:

Today.. Becoming cloudy. Wind becoming S 20 km/h this afternoon. High 14°C.
Tonight.. A few clouds. Wind S 20 km/h becoming light this evening. Low -1°C.
Saturday.. Increasing cloudiness late in the morning. Wind becoming S 20 km/h late in the day. High 16°C.
Sunday.. Sunny. Low -0°C. High 10°C.
Monday.. Sunny. Low -4°C. High 15°C.
Tuesday.. Sunny. Low 2°C. High 15°C.
Normals for the period.. Low -2°C. High 12°C.

Mirror, Mirror ...

from last weekend ...
Cassandra is standing on the stool in the bathroom, washing her hands and watching herself in the mirror.
Rose is standing in the doorway, waiting her turn.
I am sitting on the edge of the tub.

Says Rose, "Obviously, I'm the prettiest one here," patting her locks.
Says Cassandra, "You are not, Rose! We all are prettiest."
Says Rose, "Yes I am! Just look at me," with a shrug.
Says Cassandra, "Rose! We all have lots of barrettes."
Says Rose, "Oh yah."

Pretty is all about the number of hair clips.

Goose! Duck!! Ahhhhhh!

I drove under a formation of Canada Geese today, on the way to the lake! They were flying low enough that I could see feathers ... and the light was just so enough that they looked like glowing geese. Very cool! Then I drove past a gravel truck that must've had a hole in it. There were rocks bouncing all over the road (and off my windshield, damn it!) and the truck had a dust cloud like Pigpen.

I had a nice afternoon at the lake, ran a couple of errands on the way home, fed the cats, ran a load of wash, boiled a bunch of eggs, filled some water jugs and now I'm off to bed so I can get back out to the lake early enough for the great egg hunt!

Way back in the very olden days, the moon sometimes came down to walk on the earth. The sun walked on the earth sometimes, and the rivers got out of their banks and walked the earth. The wind grew legs and walked around sometimes, too. When the moon walked on the earth, she was sometimes called Eostre. She would tell the crops when to grow and the animals when to make babies. Late one winter, she came upon a badly hurt bird. She had a soft heart and did not want the bird to die, so with her magics, she turned the bird into a hare. The transformation was not quite complete, though. While the bird looked like a hare, she still had the ability to lay eggs. Every year, to show her gratitude, at the full moon after the vernal equinox, she would lay eggs and decorate them to leave as gifts for Eostre. She still does, to this day, but we call her the Easter Bunny (and often mistakenly refer to her as him).

Happy spring festival, Easter or otherwise.

Sad ...

Mary's dear friend died this morning.
A dear Fair friend died this afternoon.
Peace to all who love them.