Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Rainy Day Socks




                                                     
It’s drizzly here today.   I don’t mind these rainy, gloomy days, as long as they are interspersed with sunshine-y, blossomy, birdsong ones, and they are.  The fading pink petals of the crabapple tree against the moody sky are so beautiful.  They glow like a neon sign: This is Spring!  As long as it isn’t snowing anymore [please, no] I am willing to pull a wool sweater on over a fresh sunburn.   Yesterday was sort of a wash because I spent the whole of it maniacally focused on a project that has since failed and been ditched, but of course I —as I always do—learned a thing or two in the process, so it was okay.  The problem was [this again?] value and contrast.  I swear.  Anyway, knitting is fun, so I don’t mind.  So that was a long afternoon in the sunshine, getting a little bit fried because I didn’t realize how much time had passed and that one arm was not underneath the umbrella.  There’s one downside to taking a deep creative dive.   Also, Catdog, who spends 99% of her life inert and asleep, stood up and surprised me by bolting into the underbrush.   Friends, this dog lives to relax.  I have seen her watch a chipmunk run underneath her nose without even flickering an ear.  She had her annual burst of energy yesterday, though, and I chased her in my flip flops all over the neighborhood, dress flapping, through freshly-tilled gardens and behind other people’s garages, calling and cajoling and basically being ignored, and when I finally caught up with her, she was wild-eyed and covered in creek mud, and she looked like she’d discovered something brand new.   Wait, there’s more to life than napping?   She’s still a catdog, though, because five minutes of running flat out was her limit, and, freshly dried and sweet-smelling after a warm bath, she coiled up under her down comforter, with nothing but her nose peeking out, and fell soundly asleep, a little mouse in a feathered nest.



After all that, I’m a little glad it’s raining today.  It seems like a good day to wear a new pair of warm socks.  The pattern is here

16 comments:

  1. Those are such very beautiful socks that they deserve to be kept on display. How very frightening to have Catdog bolt like that. Now she has a taste for life outside will you need to strengthen the boundaries? My great fear is that my dog will one day realise that she could, with a little effort, jump the fence at its lowest point. I hope no jumping dogs ever call out instructions.

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    1. It was a little scary, I admit. It's going to be the harness for her outdoors now.

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  2. It has been raining around my home too. At my work we have an office dog. Yesterday the skies opened up and it poured buckets, while my co-worker was outside with the dog. I have never seen that dog move so fast as when he was bolting toward the door to get inside and out of the rain. I think that rain makes animals act a little big strange. And, those socks look super cozy.

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    1. An office dog! You're living my dream! As long as it isn't me who has to stand out there in the rain...:D

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  3. I think I have a dog cat.

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    1. Does he dig holes and howl at firetrucks and chase foxes away from the chicken house? We had one of those, too! :D

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  4. love those socks! gorgeous!
    thanx for the link have saved to favourites, i make Winwick Mum's socks atm, (she has a new patchwork pattern now too & no, won't be doing that one yet!) still practising plain knit socks & lace
    thanx for sharing

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    1. Do you mean there are patchwork socks? Because that sounds sorta perfect right now...

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  5. Love the socks they are beautiful and love wearing warm socks on a rainy day.

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    1. Isn't it the best? Even in the summer, warm socks on a wet day is everything. xoxo

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  6. Wish I could sit and knit (or crochet) with wanton abandon. This 'sandwich generation' thingy is squeezing the last bit of energy from my creative soul. Lovely socks.

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    1. Ugh, I hear you. I'm in that short, lucky zone right now, and fingers crossed it lasts awhile. Find the moments when you can, my friend. xoxo

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  7. I think the last of our rain is about to happen, then nothing till the end of October. I'm liking your cozy socks, as well as the past few posts that I have missed out on. I tell you it's always a pleasure to come here and read a bit about your dog, your lovely knitting and the weather updates which are so foreign to me here on the West Coast. I miss my blog, kinda feel like jumping back in there. I have the same sandwich problem as Nana go go above, and between managing parental medical care and now my daughters wedding I am ready for the other side of the hump. There are so many things to make!!! Meanwhile, I'm enjoying your parade of projects :)

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  8. Love those amazing socks! I just discovered your blog and will be back!

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  9. The food at this place was delicious. The menu options we had at these wedding venues NYC were great (it was hard to choose) and one course was better than the next. It was great that they had different options for those who didn't eat what we served.

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  10. I love the socks. Good to hear catdog is doing well. I'm like you about stories bringing a memory back to life about someone we love, especially a parent. I know how that must have added a load of sunshine hearing that story.

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