I drove my regular route to work this morning, for the first time since last week. We had a little rain Sunday night... On Monday morning I discovered that three out of four routes to work were under water. "Turn around, don't drown!" the cheery public service ad runs. It's remarkably effective on someone who grew up on an island and had recurring nightmares about plunging off the causeway and winding up under water in a car.
I gave the waters Tuesday to subside, and successfully took my regular route this morning. I gave the creek a stern glance as I passed, and got back, "What? Me? I'm just a little old innocent piece of water here, minding my own business. Sure, I may get a little high, but it is Spring. Overflow my banks? Ten feet up the road on either side? Are you sure you haven't got me confused with an actual river? I'm just a creek, you know."
The trouble is, I had seen this creek on Monday, and although I had seen it over the road in past years, now I knew what it was really capable of. But I sensed that it was both embarrassed by its complete lack of restraint and proud of what it had managed to pull off.
So I didn't respond. There's no arguing with an attitude like that.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
and I knit socks on my journey:
Pattern: Wendy's Double Eyelet Rib Socks
Yarn: Brown Sheep Company's Wildfoote Luxury Sock Yarn in Mistletoe, from my stash
I loved this pattern, and cannot wait for her book to be available. I had never made a heel like this before, despite my years of toe-up socks, but a little blind faith saw me through.
I bought yarn in England (raise your hand if you're surprised), but I think I will take pictures as I knit it up. The same goes for last week's Sheep & Wool acquisitions.
Happy Mother's Day!