Category Archives: Recreation

Almost Eden

I worked today. Since starting my job I’ve participated in several projects yet have been too tired to write much. I will write about past projects, but to avoid the “too far behind” syndrome I’ll start with today’s.

Dawn was damp and gray. The temperature was mild and the roads lightly wet as I drove to Palo Alto. The project I worked on was at Almost Eden, a community garden set near a moderately busy corner in Palo Alto. The land on which the garden sits is donated by the Baptist church right next door, and I found the garden very peaceful. About 20 people showed up despite the drizzle. I worked with two women harvesting dragon kale and collard greens. Other people added mulch to keep weeds down, pruned roses, planted new seedlings, and trimmed bushes that were crowding the fruit trees. Almost everything is composted except for weeds; any yellow leaves I harvested, or those ravaged by slugs, were added to compost. The offending slugs, when found, were tossed into a bucket of soapy water for a quick and painless death, and since the soap was organic, the water will later added to the compost pile. People who felt squeamish about killing them were asked just to chuck ’em as far as possible to the edge of the garden.

Almost Eden provides the nutritious fruits of its garden to Bread of Life Ministries and Urban Ministries, both of which serve meals to needy people, and to the South Palo Alto Food Closet. They also offer individuals who visit Urban Ministries “pick your own” coupons in the summer. People come to Almost Eden, help with a garden chore for 30 minutes, and then pick as much produce as they can consume in week. (I love this idea especially!)

I wish I’d thought to bring my camera. As we were leaving I walked by a patch of brilliant swiss chard. The stalks were vivid red and the leaves glossy, deep green. It was an arresting sight. I will definitely go back to this garden to work, and now that I know where it is, I may also seek respite from life’s noise there.

Their website also provides pdf files with instructions on composting, recommended produce to grow in the Bay Area, and a schedule of what to in your garden and when. Anyone interested in volunteering with the Almost Eden Garden Project may contact them directly. Or, if you would like to work with a team of people, contact Hands On Bay Area to join. Becoming a volunteer with Hands On requires only one hour of your time for orientation, after which you may sign up for whatever projects interest you as your schedule allows.

Real Knitter

Happy new year! Husband and I worked diligently to put away Christmas. It always seems to go faster taking down the decorations. I feel a sense of deflation, but I also feel content that I have my living room returned to its ordinary state. Time to get on with the business of 2006.

The weather is appropriate for the day: rainy, blustery, with wind gusts up to 50 mph. It’s very dramatic and makes me want to stay inside, take a long hot bath, and light a fire tonight. The cats will be quite happy about the extra warmth.

By the way, we thoroughly cleaned the living room and there is still no sign of the missing knitting needle. It’s not a small needle either! It’s a mystery as to where Sophie hid it. I’m grateful I received a Michael’s gift card from my parents. I may need to buy another set. Guess this means I’m a “real” knitter, now that I’ve misplaced a needle!

A General Update

Oh, the days blur by in the blink of an eye! My brother and sister-in-law arrive tomorrow. The house has been dusted, vacuumed, and mopped. Menus are planned. Presents have steadily appeared under the tree, with a few more yet to arrive. What remains is to bake cookies (snowballs, cut-outs with frosting) and relax for the few days before Christmas. Tomorrow is the solstice, and I will light candles to celebrate.

Two good people have sent me stacks of unused postcards so far. Thank you! I have found two projects for postcards. One is PostCrossing; you register yourself, and you request addresses to send postcards to. It randomly picks names from all over the world. I’ve sent one to Germany and another to Portugal. Hopefully my name will be selected soon! The other site is PostcardX. It’s incredibly simple to use, but I hesitate. It’s completely insecure. By this I mean that if I list my name and address and create a profile there, it can be edited by anyone — yes, anyone. Apparently the occasional troll or miscreant will tamper with the information; I read the group messages and learned this. I would prefer to have a log-in process so I can have some control over my profile, but apparently the person who founded the site doesn’t see this as a necessity. I may send postcards to participants but not list myself.

The other evening we rented a couple of movies. One was Husband’s pick, and I was ambivalent at first. I was pleasantly surprised by Mr. and Mrs. Smith. It was a lark to watch, ridiculous and mischievous, and it made me laugh. It was a bit of pointless fun, and I enjoyed every minute. The other movie I marveled at: March of the Penguins. Wow. Emperor penguins are resilient, stoic, and majestic. And their offspring are adorable. It was funny and heartbreaking at moments. I enjoyed watching the additional commentary on the DVD, about the making of the movie and the moviemakers reflections on the experience.

I recently read The Joy of Letting Women Down, by Natalie d’Arbeloff. (I bought my copy! You should too! It’s worth it.) This book is a snappy, smart “how-to book” for beings known as the Worshipped Male, or for men who would like to become a Worshipped Male. It’s also useful for anyone wanting to know why women fall for womanizers and how such a man operates. The illustrations poke fun at and complement the text and carry the unmistakable style that is Natalie’s. As I read and chuckled, it felt as though Mephistopheles might be whispering the advice in my ear. The counsel on how to treat women as disposable playthings, delivered in a sprightly manner and tone, was as unsettling as it was witty. Knowing this book was created by a woman gave the humor a subtle bitter edge that I enjoyed. I highly recommend another of Natalie’s creations, currently available online: Augustine Interviews God. It’s thought-provoking, tender, and original. It could only be these things — just like Natalie.

And since it is (almost) Solstice, I opened my gift from my novelist friend (as she instructed). I was deeply pleased to get The Knitting Sutra: Craft as a Spiritual Practice. I look forward to savoring this.

Well, all my hard labor scrubbing and tidying has readied me for a long winter’s nap. Thus I will oblige my tired body and write again later.

Clever Dude

My husband has found a way to keep me from invading “his” room, where he spends most of his time with laptop and ginormous t.v. How has he managed this feat? He has warned me that my Christmas presents are unpacked and strewn all over the room, because he intends to wrap gifts tonight. He knows I will do everything I can to avoid jeopardizing a happy surprise.

I’m all alone downstairs, with the lamb stew stewing, and a glass of Shiraz warming my brain. So I guess I’m getting stewed, too.

In two days at this time my brother and sister-in-law will be landing from an Austin flight! Whee!

I still have to clean the house, at least a little. And work on menu-planning. There’s time, there’s time…

two more felted hotpads


Two more hotpads, felted.

‘Nother Scarf

This one is for me! Mine, all mine! You cannot have it. No!

second orange lacy mohair scarf

Rowan Kidsilk Haze, 70% super kid mohair/30% silk, colorway 596, one-half of a 229yd/210m ball; Rowan Kidsilk Haze, 70% super kid mohair/30% silk, colorway 578, one-half of a 229yd/210m ball; size 35 needles.

This, That, And The Other

It’s Monday. I am waiting, hoping to hear good news about a job I want. I’ll know sometime this week.

Meanwhile, I continue to play Santa. I dropped off more packages at the post office today. We’re all done ordering gifts for Husband’s family. I hope his mother’s package arrives today so I can wrap and ship it tomorrow.

Wrapping gifts at the volunteer project yesterday was quite a lot of fun. I felt good knowing the community cared enough that residents have some joy at this time of year. Most of the residents are profoundly retarded, but joy doesn’t require a high IQ to be appreciated.

On the creative front, not much is happening. I bought a mini-calendar for my purse that had a small mar on the cover. I put a cut-out of paper on the front cover, and it looks dandy. (I’ve given up on the idea of using my Palm device. I never got into it, and it takes up too much space in my purse.

Other than going to the bank and post office, I’m not doing much. So there’s not a great deal of scintillating material for this blog. Ah, well.

Happy countdown to Christmas!

Just More Cookin’

This morning has been a flurry of food creation. I’m on a toffee-making kick since I discovered how. Of course, I’m not making it for me, silly! Husband pleaded with me to make a toffee without the chocolate, but I refused. He pouted. So as a surprise I made him another Meyer lemon buttermilk pie; it’s now cooling on the rack.

Very shortly I’ll head out to participate in a volunteer event involving gift-wrap and goodies. I’ll be wrapping gifts for residents at the Agnews Developmental Center. Following that I plan to call my mom and then make something simple for dinner. (Or maybe I can persuade Husband to fetch some sandwiches.)

I did start another little knit project. I want to see if I can make felted hotpads.

Break Your Teeth Or Melt In Your Mouth?

I’m trying to make toffee for the first time ever. May I suggest something to you? Never ever use a plastic utensil to stir a pot full of cooking sugar and butter to 300 degrees F.

melted spoon

I decided to follow through just to see that I’d done it, even though I shouldn’t eat any. It looks good, and a tiny taste indicates that it tastes good. But it needs more chocolate, covering, I think.

first toffee ever

Want the recipe? Click here.

Getting Crafty

Holidays are approaching. Christmas is my favorite holiday. I love the lights, ornaments, Christmas trees, cookie-baking, cider-mulling, caroling, and gifting of the season. This year I decided to try again to make some gifts for my friends near and far. Last year was too hectic and I spent most of the month in Washington helping to care for my father-in-law.

Back in 1999 when I took a trip to Europe (the 14 countries in two weeks kind), I noticed many windows had lovely lace half-curtains. While in Innsbruck, Austria, I happened upon a store that sold these, so I bought many yards of various lace designs. I used them at home, but my husband wasn’t so fond of them when I moved in. So they went into my art supply storage. Last night I decided to make small sachets. I cut circles and used glitter glue to seal the edges. Then I put oil of lavender on cotton balls to wrap inside, tying the sachet with ribbon and affixing a small fabric ornament.

sachet grouping

Next up, making book thongs.

She’s On My (S)hit List

You know that lovely purple mohair scarf I made only two days ago? Well, look what happened tonight. I’d taken it off just for a moment and somehow it ended up on the floor. By the time I noticed…

scarf eaten

It was too late.

And this is the evil miscreant to committed such a dastardly deed. See?! Doesn’t she look possessed?

scarf eating cat

She knows I’m highly annoyed with her. I won’t let her near me, and I chase her off when she ambles over as if la-dee-da, nothing’s wrong. I mean, I know it wasn’t a work of art, but I liked it. It was pretty, just the right length, and I made it. Now it’s unmade. I got this yarn in San Francisco, so it’s unlikely I’ll be getting more soon. *sigh*

I know she’s just following her nature. I know the texture is much like a furry mouse and the fibers taste good. But damn. She’s a bad, baaaaaad cat.

Another Fuzzy Scarf

It’s intended more for dressiness than warmth. It’s a gift for someone (who doesn’t read this blog).

orange mohair scarf

Rowan Kidsilk Haze, 70% super kid mohair/30% silk, colorway 596, one-half of a 229yd/210m ball ; Crystal Palace Yarns Kid Merino, 28% kid mohair/28& merino wool/44% micro Nylon, colorway 9811, one-half of a 240 yd ball; size 35 needles.

Using Random Bits

I had nearly a full skein left from a scarf I made last month, so I decided to whip up a little dressy scarf. Perhaps scarves will become my “signature accessory” — if I make enough of them, they probably will in the cold months. Seems like the house is full of rectangular pieces of knitted fabric. But I’m okay with that. I’ve been busy with Art Everyday Month, and I can make plain old scarves as long as I want.

purple mohair scarf

Jo Sharp Rare Comfort Infusion kid mohair, 80% kid mohair, 5% wool, 15% polyamide, colorway 614, 1 (mostly) 95 yard ball, size 35 needles

At Last

The scarf I started two months ago to replace my very first one (which was too short) is now done. I’m very pleased with the outcome.

muted rainbow  scarf

Lana Grossa Quattro Print, 100 m; colorway 305; 52% merino wool, 48% acrylic; 3 skeins; size 10 needles

Slightly Askew

All weekend I’ve had a restless feeling. My attention drifted and I couldn’t get settled. I did knit and make art, and these provided some immersion into contentment. But when I wasn’t doing those things, I felt somewhat on edge. There are small things nagging at the borders of my attention. I still haven’t sorted through the clutter on my desk. The garage is a mess because I’ve been using it for art. The house could use some cleaning. I intended to cook this weekend but didn’t.

What did I accomplish? I completed Christmas shopping for my parents and my sister-in-law (we sibs take turns giving to one sib each year). The sister-in-law on the other side of the family, as well as my husband’s immediate relatives, remain to be done. I made headway on a scarf I’m knitting. Did laundry. Made art. Cleaned up the kitchen (and now it needs it again).

I don’t know… just have this somewhat caged feeling. Perhaps a walk is in order. Winter is coming. It’s supposed to rain today (finally!). I’d best get out while it’s dry yet.