What a happy weekend celebration, Charlie. I’m marking my calendar today cause when it’s your birthday today, I know it’s just six months until Christmas.
We were on a Zoom knitting meeting and the UPS truck pulled up in front of my house. Just as we were talking. Joanne ( in Florida) said go get the package! She had sent it.
I opened it up and discovered she’d sent me a colorful mug, filled with shortbread wrapped in the same color. So fun. Thank you dear friend.
The only problem is the photograph reads the Very Peri as blue but it Is NOT blue
Reblogged from July 2012 there used to be weekly word challenges. If you’ve followed me for a time you may remember these images.
I enjoyed participating, coming up with photos to match the word of the week.
July 2012-
What I discovered is I shoot a lot of red.
I blurred my eyes to spot purple in the archives.
Yes, I made the rainbow jello to photograph. It took 5 hours. I got the recipe from my daughter Laura who found it on the web here
The one pictured is not spiked and no one ate it either. It is still in my freezer to slice and photograph with light coming through the jello like stained glass.
Purple views, white balance setting askew but it works for the challenge.
I thought I’d prepare them for supper. After I cooked them on top of the stove for about a half an hour, I saw the pan of beautiful crimson liquid and quickly retrieved a skein of ecru wool yarn which was meant to be dyed. I’d received it from a woolswapper, Cheryl, and once thought I’d experiment and dye it with Kool-Aid. She’d sent me a skein of Kraemer Textiles undyed yarn. I soaked it in water snd vinegar first and lowered it into the pan. Covered it and simmered the pan a bit. I dyed just the one skein of yarn in beet juice and a bit of white vinegar, rinsed it in cool water and hung to dry in the bathroom. Cant wait to knit with it.
But I digress. Beets? To eat. Yes or no?
Beautiful beets Soaking in the pan Sucked up the liquid A bit varied in tone. Drying in the shower
Wednesday afternoon I walked to a friend’s front porch where I was dropping something off. On the way back, I noticed this bright blue ballon and it’s red string, the green weed
I’d missed seeing the balloon the first time but there it was waiting for me on my way home.