Guess who has lived here for two years as of today? Miss Maggie! She is pleased to continue to honor us with the gift of her presence.
Here are a few of the photos I've taken of her in the past week, to commemorate the occasion.
Look, I get it. I really do. We are all so over this pandemic and desperate for things to be back to normal. But they aren't, we aren't there, and pretending we are will not make it so.
The number are already going up so fast, so fast. A quarter of a million Americans have died from this. So many deaths could have been prevented if everyone wore masks, kept their distance, reined things in.
And now Thanksgiving is next week, and I'm truly afraid of what is going to happen next. Look what happened in Canada after their Thanksgiving:
Our local cases are already flying up. The tourists keep coming, the snowbirds keep coming, and on the one hand, there are lots of people I want to see down here, plus the economy frankly needs the tourism money. But on the other, pretending there is no pandemic is mysteriously not stopping the disease from spreading. This is my little town:
I'm glad that photos are working on Blogger again! I don't have time/energy to do the car show tonight, but let me throw this little yarn situation up to show you.
I placed a Knitpicks order last week during their big sale, and one of the yarns I got was a ball of Chroma Fingering, in the colorway Vermont. I was a little surprised by what I got. It didn't grab me, you know?
I looked on Ravelry, and there are a whole bunch of people whose Vermonts look like this:
I haven't forgotten I want to show you the car show pictures, but I am having trouble with Blogger, in that when I go to add photos to a post, instead of the box popping up with the photos to choose from, a blank box pops up and just sits there being useless. So that's frustrating. I tried different browsers and the same thing happens, so...no idea.
I had in fact started to draft the car show post yesterday, and the pictures weren't loading right, so I figured I would try again today, but today it works even less. Charming. Perhaps it's time to look into what's involved in buying my own domain. How does knitreadcatshockey.com sound?
Christmas is going to look very different this year in so many ways, mostly very serious, but in one light-hearted way in particular for me, thanks to the latest shop update from String Theory Colorworks:
I'm picturing a simple rectangular shawl, with alternating blocks of each color. Nothing too challenging! (That's my 2020 motto.) If any pattern comes to mind, please do suggest it! Happy weekend, y'all.
How was my day? Well, do you remember this book?
Well, if the book taught me anything, it's that there's a chance for a better day tomorrow. Here's hoping.
So far at least, the hurricane/tropical storm, Eta, has blown on by us. We've had a lot of wind the last few days, and a few inches of rain (they got tons more on the east coast), but this afternoon the sun came out and showed us the lake where the lawn used to be.
President-elect Joe Biden.
And the FLOTUS, Dr. Jill Biden.
Vice-President-elect Kamala Harris (Madam Vice President!).
And the SGOTUS(?), Douglas Emhoff. (I don't know that that's what he'll go by, Second Gentleman, but I'm delighted that we'll be finding out.)
What a RELIEF.
(*from the Magritte painting)
Sometime, Maggie is not a cat.
Sometime, she is a knitting inspector.
A cat of many modes, is Maggie.