Our working waterfront always has something red going on.
For more touches of red just ramble over to Mary T's place, right here.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Ruby Tuesday
It's Ruby Tuesday.
Our working waterfront always has something red going on.
For more touches of red just ramble over to Mary T's place, right here.
Our working waterfront always has something red going on.
For more touches of red just ramble over to Mary T's place, right here.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Mellow Yellow Monday
Mellow yellow Monday..making the rest of the week a little brighter.
"I've heard that there will be rain...gotta be ready," says Rubber Duckie.
For more touches of yellow, visit Drowsey Monkey right here.
"I've heard that there will be rain...gotta be ready," says Rubber Duckie.
For more touches of yellow, visit Drowsey Monkey right here.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Sunday wonders - B
B is for Bliss.
Bliss is not a word I use very often. But recently, I was thinking about 'joy' and I started wondering what the difference as between joy, passion and bliss. So, of course, in order to analyze these ideas I had to get more concrete.
I think the main difference, for me, is that bliss is an enveloping kind of feeling. More a downward motion than joy which I think of as generally uplifting. Bliss is a drifting, sinking kind of super-happiness. Now, this idea may be because I can only come up with one example.
When my kids were little, I remember going to bed at night so weary and that bed was so welcome. Most mothers of young children experience this, I'm sure. Sliding between the sheets, having the day finished and a night of peaceful rest was the best part of that day. When the bed was freshly made - that was a pleasure. With line-dryed sheets? That's bliss.
About the only time I use the word bliss in conversation might be in the phrase, "ignorance is bliss". We have some young neighbors down the street who have planted a small garden in their front yard. One day this summer I had noticed that they were carefully training a vine up a pole. I'm sure they're hoping to hide an ugly utility pole with the lovely white flowers this vine produces. How wonderful that this vine is growing wild! Yes, it is the dreaded morning glory vine that most of us work for years to erase from our gardens.
So, is bliss such a rare experience for others?
* not very good photo of Southerly Breeze by Horst Maria Guilhaumer
Bliss is not a word I use very often. But recently, I was thinking about 'joy' and I started wondering what the difference as between joy, passion and bliss. So, of course, in order to analyze these ideas I had to get more concrete.
I think the main difference, for me, is that bliss is an enveloping kind of feeling. More a downward motion than joy which I think of as generally uplifting. Bliss is a drifting, sinking kind of super-happiness. Now, this idea may be because I can only come up with one example.
When my kids were little, I remember going to bed at night so weary and that bed was so welcome. Most mothers of young children experience this, I'm sure. Sliding between the sheets, having the day finished and a night of peaceful rest was the best part of that day. When the bed was freshly made - that was a pleasure. With line-dryed sheets? That's bliss.
About the only time I use the word bliss in conversation might be in the phrase, "ignorance is bliss". We have some young neighbors down the street who have planted a small garden in their front yard. One day this summer I had noticed that they were carefully training a vine up a pole. I'm sure they're hoping to hide an ugly utility pole with the lovely white flowers this vine produces. How wonderful that this vine is growing wild! Yes, it is the dreaded morning glory vine that most of us work for years to erase from our gardens.
So, is bliss such a rare experience for others?
* not very good photo of Southerly Breeze by Horst Maria Guilhaumer
Saturday, October 2, 2010
New socks!
I love new socks! Actually, I love new clothes of any kind. On they go as soon as I can find an appropriate occasion. My new stuff rarely gets a day in the closet before I'm showing them off. So here are the Wine Country socks all grown up.
I like the Balbriggan heel. It's really comfy. It takes no time at all to knit up. The grafting thing is just a small glitch in near perfection. For anyone afraid of heel turns this is the one to try. I highly recommend this pattern by Jane Prater if you feel like experimenting with a different heel. I'm planning on using it again with the plainer-knit socks I have on the needle. It's very adaptable.
Today is a bit cooler and these socks are perfect. I can wear them with my favorite shoes which show off a lot of the pattern and color. And I think they look great with jeans, too!
Don't forget to vote - in the sidebar - and help me with my yarn color dilemma. See yesterday's post below for the colors.
I like the Balbriggan heel. It's really comfy. It takes no time at all to knit up. The grafting thing is just a small glitch in near perfection. For anyone afraid of heel turns this is the one to try. I highly recommend this pattern by Jane Prater if you feel like experimenting with a different heel. I'm planning on using it again with the plainer-knit socks I have on the needle. It's very adaptable.
Today is a bit cooler and these socks are perfect. I can wear them with my favorite shoes which show off a lot of the pattern and color. And I think they look great with jeans, too!
Don't forget to vote - in the sidebar - and help me with my yarn color dilemma. See yesterday's post below for the colors.
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