Shazam!

Still too tired to really think, but at least had the sense to take today off to recover from BSG. In some ways the trip was entirely too short, since there were people that I so rarely get to hang out with, and in some ways it was way too long (hotel bed from hell and soooooo far to drive). I spent some more time spinning today, since I always come home from the festivals re-energized and inspired about the spinning, but mostly did as little as humanly possible.

Oh, yeah, and I redid the header and changed the color-scheme. It was time.

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Well, another BSG is over (well, over for us at any rate, it still goes all day tomorrow, but we’ll be on the road headed to Belmont Station in Portland to get some tasty beer and then home to the north lands to sit on the deck and drink the tasty beer).

This year, like last year, was a hell of a lot of fun with much merrymaking with people we just don’t get to see often enough (waving madly in the direction of Sheila and Michael, Tina and gang, Barb, Jen, Jessica, Peggy and Rebecca, and Natasha, and I know I’m missing some), and meeting people in person whom we’ve only known through the internets (hullo Joanne and Laura and Tammy!)

Much fun, entirely too much food, a ginormous rental car full of fiber (’The Behemoth’), and NO FLEECE. Woo! Go us with our uncanny restraint. We’ll thank ourselves later.

More pix in the gallery.

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I’ve been seeing a lot of butterflies in the past couple of weeks, most of them appearing to be Western Tiger Swallowtails, which is very cool, since it seems like it’s been MANY years since I’ve seen any at all.

Tonight when we went to cover up the chicken coop, this one was sitting on the window ledge, looking a little worse for wear. When I put my hand on the ledge next to it, it climbed right up onto my hand and just sat there for about 15 minutes while I tried to get a decent picture of it.

Sadly, I don’t think it’s long for this world - its wings were pretty shredded, and there was the big chunk missing from the bottom of the right wing. I put my hand back to the window ledge and it crawled back off and just sat. It was awfully neat getting to be that up close and personal with it, though.

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Lizzy Chicken, begging at the window last night.

That’s it. Nothing more to see here. Move along.

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These have been collecting on my crackberry for the last few months, and I finally got around to downloading them this morning. So. Here you go, in alphabetical order:
Another submarine heading to the Puget Sound Naval Shipyard (this one was this morning):

The results of the first half of the Sheep to Shoe kit from Blue Moon Fiber Arts:

A castle. Can’t remember where this is… Whidbey Island? Port Angeles? Port Townsend? Something. It’s some guy’s very-out-of-character-for-the-neighborhood house:

One of my coworkers, slurping up the last of his panang curry with a straw on a dare: (yeah, not from the morning commute, but on the phone…)

The defective goose. This is the same piling that the seagulls use later in the summer. Bear in mind that goslings don’t fly, and that’s about a 20′ drop to the water. (I found out later that the day after they hatched the goose pitched each baby over the edge at high tide to another goose waiting below, who flipped them upright, and then the whole family swam away. Say it with me: “awwwwww!”)

Random downtown building on valentines day.

The marquee at the Lusty Lady. The marquee gets changed on a several-times-a-week basis, and is almost always funny. It’s one of the things that the group I ride the ferry and bus with always make a point of checking out on our way by. I should probably add a page just for this, and see if I can keep up with them so you can all share the amusement.

And… the first sub that I saw go through. And yes, I realize you can’t really tell that blob is a submarine, but it is. If what I read was correct, that’s the Seawolf (although might be the Jimmy Carter).

So. There you go. A few of the sights of my morning. Every day.

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Hey, y’all. Remember me? I’m not sure I do, really, but that’s ok. It’s been a crazy few months. There are stories, but I won’t be telling most of them.

There’s been work. And a (not very) Random Stranger From The Internets (ok, so maybe not really a *stranger* - we’ve “known” him for about 3 years, but this was the first time we’d actually met him all in person like). And a wedding (not mine). And some more work. And Very Little Knitting. But hey! I have pictures, so it’s all good, right?

There was a gigantic shawl knit for Melissa of Peace Weavers (which I swear I have a picture of, but I can’t find it to save my own life. Ang? Help?) edit! Found it! (It’s the Lady Of The Forest shawl from Ilga Leja)

And then there was the RSFTI, who we adored before we met, and are utterly smitten with now. (Along with most of the bride’s female relatives…)
This one being my favorite pic of him from the weekend - he’s the one on the left, the guy on the right being another one of Critter Boy’s imaginary friends, who flew in from Hawaii for the meetup (on his way to somewhere else I think).

Lastly, the “what I did with my summer weekend” series… The label on the roving claimed it to be biffle from Dicentra in the Eomund colorway. I believe the biffle and Dicentra bits, but from the pics I’ve seen online, I’m not buying that it’s the Eomund colorway. No clue which one it is, but probably not what it was labeled as. Whatever, though. It’s purty.
Pre-drafted goodness:

Followed by the mandatory ‘in progress’ shot:

And, finally, the rare Biffle Boa, in it’s unnatural environment:

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