’twas a dark and stormy night…

Have you noticed a correlation between finishing a knitting project, needing to take a picture, and stormy weather?  I believe finished objects could replace the traditional rain dance as drought-busters! It’s not that the rainy weather inspires me to stay inside and knit–I stay inside mostly, anyway.  Yesterday I was so close to finishing the socks I was working on as the cold front came closer and closer.  Finally, around 7 pm, I finished my second sock, accompanied by pouring rain on the lake.

Without further ado (why do we say that?) I give you Paprika Bells & Whistles Socks. Oh, shoot, that’s Paprika Bells & Whistles & Casper.  Casper believes he is the designated Master of Ceremonies, and, as such, must supervise all photo shoots.  Well, the Knitting Contessa has knitting brides, perhaps Casper belongs in all finished object shots.  Here is the beauty shot, then, sans Casper. 

They are knit with Araucania Ranco solid, color 105, Paprika.

The pattern is Bells & Whistles Socks by Mona Schmidt, as published in Interweave Knits Holiday 2006.  They are my entry for the September Solid Sock KAL, which is orange socks. Yes, I will be washing them separately for quite some time.

Happy dance, happy dance!

Sock knitting and a Gustav update

Sock knitting has happened, although knitting is not providing as much solace as it usually does. This is the sock I am knitting for the Solid Sock group’s (Ravelry) September orange sock KAL.  It is Araucania Ranco Solid, color #105, Paprika, and the pattern is Bells and Whistles by Mona Schmidt.

My restlessness is fueled by the changes in my world.  Stores are, for the most part, still closed due to power outages, so “shopping therapy”  isn’t available.  Our daughter, son-in-law, two-year-old grandson, and their two cats remain as house guests; power remains off at their apartment.  The public library hasn’t reopened yet, either.

There have been some positive things sited this weekend. The roses, battered by many hours of hurricane Gustav, have budded and bloomed again.  This one is Perfume Delight, a damask rose, the genetic grandaughter of Chrysler Imperial.

Grass has also eagerly invaded the rose garden, as you can see.  DH has weeded a little, but must take it in stages as he recovers from surgery.  I’m glad he was able to get out and enjoy puttering in the roses so soon, though.

St. Patrick’s church has closed its feeding station as the worst of the power outages has resolved here in Zachary.  They served 2,100 plates of food in three days – an astounding number for an effort by a small group of people.  Yesterday St. Anna’s Mobile Medical Unit from New Orleans came and parked at St. Patrick’s.  They are staffed with doctor and nurses, and offered everything from evaluations to vaccines as their outreach service.  For the past three years, all efforts have been directed down to New Orleans; now they have come to help us.

As I watched the storm blow for hours on end, pushing white-capped waves across our lake from East to West, I worried where our ducks, egrets, and herons would find shelter.  They managed…today I saw the flotilla  of mallards, led by their white goose, paddling down the lake.  Then, on the far shore, I spotted our egret.  Oh, joy! Not only was I glad to see her, but that would be a worthy trial for the telephoto lens of my birthday camera.

I think it did very well…see the egret’s reflection in the water?  DH gave me a Nikon Coolpix S550, and so far I have been very pleased.  It can do much more than I have asked of it, but it is still new to me.  I have been most pleased with its color fidelity.