Coconuts and Mondegreens

mondegreens – in this case, misheard lyrics (not parodies) that acquire new meanings.
It is not
Put the lion in the coconut, drink it all up
it is –
Put the lime in the coconut, he drank them both up….

Or take the coconut and give it to your 16 year old son. After putting in some holes and draining it, he found breaking it was easy; just fling it against the wall. Right. Just what I wanted, pieces to pick up and wash. But it seemed to make his day.

Knitting

I noted a discussion on Bockstark about reskeining yarns. I like hand-dyed and handpainted yarns. But I like them left in the original skein. I like seeing the length of color change. I can measure it, I can measure the skein and know the repeat length. It lets me plan my socks or other garments to as to best make use of the color. And what is going to happen with different numbers of stitches and gauges. No, skeins may not be as pretty that way, but I can tell better what will happen with the colors. In fact, after some really fugly socks, I have stopped buying yarn that has been reskeined. It takes work to do that, and I am then paying for something that is going to slow down my decision and design process. But if you want pictures of pretty skeins of yarn – the München crew has started a Flickr group.

Otherwise I am doing a lot of reading. And probably more typing than I should. Back to the slow knitting in the morning.
-Holly

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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