Did I ever post the pictures of the sandhill cranes in Pocatello last month? Some people my mom knows live in a modern housing development adjacent to a golf course just south of Pocatello. For the past two or three years a family of sandhill cranes has been hanging out at a water hazard on […]
Back in Pocatello (over a month ago) one day we took my mom downtown to have her portrait painted. There’s an artist who’s working on a project “Faces of Pocatello” or some such. If you walk into his studio on a Thursday he’ll spend an hour starting a portrait of you in oil paint. He […]
In between shoveling snow this weekend I finished the adinkra bag. Here it is before felting (under incandescent lights in the living room), … and after about three 12-minute cycles of small hot wash all alone in the washing machine (under the fluorescent light in the cellar): It shrunk from about 8 1/2 inches wide […]
Here are a couple more pictures from last weekend (I mean weekend of Dec. 8/9) in Maine. We were in Newton this weekend because of dire weather predictions — a severe weather alert for southwestern Maine that said “cancel travel plans for Sunday.” And indeed, we had a good winter storm in the Boston area […]
Arlene yelled, “Pine grosbeak!” from the kitchen in Casco. That’s a bird we’ve never before had a good look at. Once or twice on group birding trips someone has called them, we’ve gotten our binoculars on something kind of far away and said, “OK.” Normally they live farther north, but people have been seeing lots […]
I’m making good progress on a small project, a to-be-felted handbag for Arlene from Gina’s pattern. It’s in Cascade 220 that we got last weekend at Black Sheep Knitting Co. in Needham. This is my first intarsia project. I’m surprised at how much faster the rows with pattern seem to go than the rows of […]
My mom doesn’t drive these days, since she can’t see well enough. Although there are plenty of people who will drive her to medical appointments, it’s hard to just get out and see friends. One person she wanted to see was Dorothy. The two of them used to go out to lunch at the restaurant […]
You might have gathered from a couple of remarks in the November posts, that Arlene and I were out in Pocatello visiting my mother for a week, something like November 10 to 17. We got off the highway in Malad, Idaho, (I don’t know how it got its name. Maybe the first settlers were all […]
Now, that seems like a strange subject for me. I can’t figure out why, but when I heard his obituary (on NPR no less) a week ago I said, “I think I want to do a memorial postcard for him.” I started looking around the web for images. I found a quote I liked in […]
