These begonias self-sowed in the mother-in-law's tongue pot. I would probably have had to pay $50 to buy a ready-made planting like this at a nursery.
After extended hot temperatures this summer, there is a definite fall chill in the air today. So much so that my 8 year old car battery refused to work this morning, so I have an enforced day off as I wait for AAA to come replace it. I'm not complaining about the missed day of work, or about my little Ford Focus, which with regular maintenance has never given me a bit of trouble.
I took advantage of D being away on a camping weekend by visiting the Norman Rockwell Museum in Stockbridge, MA. I especially wanted to get there before the Roz Chast exhibit closed. The museum was loaded with Rockwell's prolific all-American paintings and Post covers, which typically contain a humorous touch. Here are a couple of his less typical paintings:
I snapped the picture of the coal miner with the twinkling eyes and kind face (1943) as a memento for my husband and kids' heritage. My father-in-law was not a coal miner but he grew up in coal mining country where his father (and grandfathers?) and practically all male relatives were coal miners.
I was startled by this graphic image, which looked like a photograph. It is Rockwell's portrayal of the 1964 murders in Mississippi of 3 young civil rights activists. Rockwell was a staunch supporter of civil rights.
This more 'typical' Rockwell painting of a (real-life) mother and son makes me tear up every time, seeing the love in pride in the mother's face.
The exhibit of cartoonist Roz Chast's work was fun. She is not only creative in pen and ink; below is one of her rug-hooked illustrations. I bought an autographed copy of this book.
I meandered through backroads and Main Streets in the beautiful Berkshires before heading back home on the highway. What should I stumble across but the Colorful Stitches yarn store in Lenox!
I browsed only.
On Saturday Moms Demand Action had a table at the Peace Fest in Providence. I got a peace dove tee shirt at one of the other booths which I was going to wear to school today for International Day of Peace; however I am now wearing it stuck at home,
The Loretto Vest I showed blocking in the September 7 post is a dud, or in Ravelry terms, an Ugh. The fit isn't terrible but neither is it great. The biggest drawback is that it is so darn ITCHY, and even though I would be wearing it over a shirt I know I couldn't stand wearing it.
So hopefully my second Golden Wheat will actually be wearable. I love this pattern, but the first one which I made in a 90% cotton 10% silk yarn does not drape well. Plus I should have made a smaller size. This time I'm using a wool/alpaca blend and knitting a size down. Uh-oh, alpaca = itch factor, but with a protective underlayer it should be OK.
At the Guild swap this month I got rid of a lot of yarn and circular needles (with my two interchangeable needle sets, I don't need so many single circs) and a few books. I've been organizing my stash, and have even started entering the stash in Ravelry, which turns out to be a rather addictive activity.
I picked up these autumnal shades of Alice Starmore Scottish Campion at the swap.
And oh dear, I won this gorgeous Provence on Ebay at a great price.