Archive for February 17th, 2015

Rites of Spring

It’s a balmy 17 F / -8 C degrees out today. It snowed overnight, but today is all sunshine and blue skies. I ran into a neighbor this morning who told me of his experience with his frozen shut garage door. He went into heady details of the angles and lengths he needed to achieve to keep the blow torch melting the icy seal but not singe or set fire to the entire structure. He was very pleased with his accomplishment. I’m sure, however, when his wife finds out it will be the last time he ever sees or touches a blow torch.

No, I am not a blow torch kind of person. The barn door remains immovable and frankly it can stay that way until it thaws. I trudged right past it and into the woods this morning for a walk and some down time. Seventeen degrees with the sun out is quite nice. On my walk, I fell over found a rock, cleaned snow from it’s top and sat down to assess my injury contemplate the view. The river is such a beautiful icy blue color where it is not frozen and while the woods may on first glance appear silently buried in snow, animal tracks tell a different story of life going on.

While I sat there, I was able to watch two bald eagles in the sky doing their aerial mating dance. It’s a phenomenal sight. The way they soar, the speed at which they fly at and around each other, then grab the other’s foot and spiral down in unison in a kind of free fall that I am always sure will end in death, but instead at the last minute they let go and rise up and around again. This dance is a harbinger of Spring.

In fact while I sat there many of the birds are preparing to mate. Bird songs were all around.

I am a few rows short of sanitycompleting the back of a new baby sweater I am knitting. This particular knit has been a hard birth. Finding the right stitch pattern to compliment the yarn and make a unified whole was more difficult than I have ever encountered. I seriously considered giving up designing, I had hit a brick wall. The problem may have been made bigger by the fact that I had a very specific pattern stitch and look in mind when I bought the yarn. But swatching showed this yarn was not going to work with the pattern stitch I’d chosen. So I had to put the entire sweater design I had in mind on hold and come up with something that would compliment the yarn I had in front of me. In truth, I was starting all over from the very conception of the idea. I had to figure out the feeling, use, style, type of fabric, in short I had to dream again when what I really wanted was to knit.

My dilemma with the Postal Service continues. I can’t seem to make them understand that the problem of me not getting my mail doesn’t reside in this post office but somewhere else along the service line. Wherever the mail is amassed before it gets sent to my post office needs to be checked. It’s precisely where the problem was last time, only I had a tracking number. Thankfully, there was no postal delivery yesterday. But today? It will be the same thing all over again. At the moment, my delivery person resents me. I think I’ll go for another walk in the woods when it’s time for the mail to arrive.

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