Pummelos, Publishing and Pampered Puppies
Visual Aid
(The big green one is a PUMMELO. Go get 'em at the dinner party, Tiger! :-) )
OK, now that THAT'S out of the way, thanks for the nice comments on the last post, Sue! And welcome to my merry band of readers. I should get the four of you together sometime so you can get to know each other!
How'd you like The Ear? Cool place, huh? It's my home away from home, if you haven't guessed. In fact it was Knit Night on Friday. They had a Pampered Knitter's sale going on with all kinds of roving, jewelry, baskets etc. All the vendors had little tables set up in the front room so it got a little cozy and I relocated to the back room. S.E Management frowns on me going back there after what happened last time... I would tell you but, what happens in the back room stays in the back room! But beings as how there were special circumstances, with the little craft show and all, they turned a blind eye and somehow I got by them. I certainly won't get away with it again. In fact, by now there's probably legal documentation barring me from ever going back there because...it happened again! It got downright outta hand and naughty back there! I'm not claiming full responsibility, but (guilty confession) I was a partial contributor. And I'm NOT the depraved soul responsible for the fact that no one will be able to look at an artichoke the same way again. I'm not mentioning any names.....Jane....just sayin'. I wish I could elaborate, but my lawyer says not to discuss it. Wild cows couldn't drag it out of me.
Friend Anne met me at The Ear and then came back home with me to spend the night after they kicked us out at 11:00PM.(Quite honestly it should have been much, MUCH sooner.) She spent the night so we could strike out early on Saturday morning. Blackberry Ridge Woolen Mill in Mount Horeb was having an open house and I had wanted to get the Braidy Cat sweater pattern. I got that and also came away with the Snowshoe Aran pattern and some yarn. It was pan.de.monium in there but fun nonetheless. We made friends with a lady from Chicago, who was behind us in the check-out line, and munched contentedly on awesome molasses cookies. Ann and Julia know the way to soothe a savage knit beast is with yummy baked goods!
From there we headed towards New Glarus to go to Rainbow Fleece Farm and Carding Company. I got some pretty roving and communed with the sheep herding dogs; Sundog, Flower and Rudy while Friend Anne got roving for her future needle felting endeavors. [By the way, Happy Birthday Rudy. He's 1 today!] I honestly thought we were going to freeze to death before we left. Gosh it was bitter out! But totally worth it for all of the treasure we found!
Celtic Woods-Deep purples, browns and forest greens
Autumn colors-golds, reds, browns
(Mo, are we really all that sure that it was a different Bentley dog? )
Stay tuned next time for Tales of the Product Police and the Great Papaya/Pomegranate Mystery and How You Can Get Your Cilantro For less By Saying It's Parsley.
Comments
OK, I give up, what could be mysterious about a pomegranate?
Looks like you will be spending some quality time spinning. It is a never ending battle to empty the "stash" when one continues to add to it, eh? ;)
Mr. Bentley Bee looks quite comfy on the couch.
Also, regarding the small "ahem" episode with the "lcs" (local coffee shop), I am sure it was NOT our Mr. Bentley Bee. I know because OUR Bentley Bee is a gentleman first and foremost. And he would NEVER hit (literally and figuratively) the local coffee shop without picking up a little something sweet for his lovely Momma or his fair lady, Holly (when she is in town). Even if he has to taste test it first to make sure it is sweet enough for the two of them!
Yes, Ben looks very comfy there; nice of him to share the couch with you now and then, although - yeah, pillow-licking? Nawww. OK, I'll get back to the novel now....
SAY! My verification word sounds like it could be a new character, I wonder if it's too late to add someone new: ANTLYIN. "Meanwhile, back in Edinburgh, the antlyin crawled back under the soup bowl as the moon sank slowly into the pond."