A miscellany

First, I’m going to say hi to my grandparents, which I’ve long been trying to remember to do. They get my blog via email now. That’s them! –>

My grandma, who I take after in many ways, is a crafter also, an acknowledged Master Sewer, the original baker of all the cookies I ever mention on here, a cook, gardener, and general inspiration for many of the things I try to do with my hands.  Hi Grandma! My grandpa was a farmer of various things – corn, soybeans, cattle – and provided me with my first summer cat and the youthfully fascinating opportunities of feeding  cows, mowing grass and weeding fields. No, seriously, to a suburban kid, that stuff was the Best Thing Ever.  Hi Grandpa!

Grandma may be chagrined that the picture of the farmstead on the wall behind her is crooked in this pic, but that’s the beloved Iowa farm of which I often speak, the place about which I have more fond and influential memories than anywhere else. You can’t see the farmhouse, it’s behind my grandma.

Second, I am going to show you what happens when I try to crochet on the couch.  I usually have a basket with a project next to me.  You can’t see it, but my flower afghan project, extra yarn, scissors (they’re closed), crochet hooks and all are under Callie.  Looks comfy, doesn’t it?  Good job, cat.

Speaking of rascally animals, a friend pointed out the Daily Coyote blog to me, which has eaten a lot of my time in the past couple of days between the story and the beautiful photography.  A woman in Wyoming had an infant coyote brought to her.  She named it Charlie and chose to keep it rather than let it be drowned.  That was about maybe 2 years ago.  The coyote and her cat, Eli, are silly and cute, and the glimpses into this woman’s interesting life are fun.  My favorite so far has been the story of the coyote (full grown at 30 pounds) getting up onto her kitchen counters, taking out the contents and piling them neatly in the middle of the floor, and turning on the water faucets.  Well, it is true that Native American mythology often portray the coyote as a trickster!

Ta for now!