Knitting needles: Cast-on stitches for an Icelandic overblouse
Kitchen CD player: Les Miserables, original French concept album
List of favorite opening lines: from "The Marquise of O____" by Heinrich von Kleist (Martin Greenberg, translator)
In M____, a large town in northern Italy, the widowed Marquise of O____, a lady of unblemished reputation and the mother of several well-bred children, published the following notice in the newspapers: that, without her knowing how, she was in the family way; that she would like the father of the child she was going to bear to report himself; and that her mind was made up, out of consideration for her people, to marry him.
September, as usual, heralded the start of school. Nikita returned to his crazy schedule of extracurricular activities, which reduced the time spent fencing, swimming, and biking (despite a "new" bike from craigslist). Ivan started lessons in Russian and piano; the biggest challenge is preventing Nikita from helping out. Both boys became obsessed with The Lord of the Rings trilogy. I cried silently as they watched the movies on the DVD player, wishing for a big screen instead.
My workload this semester is not (yet) as heavy as it was last semester. So, I had time to do much needed yardwork, enjoy fall cooking (Bo Ssam, meatloaf), and organize my bookshelf on Goodreads and projects and stash on Ravelry. It was really satisfying to sort out my yarn (thankfully, kept in only one drawer), but I think I need to destash:
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| Photo of my project = discontinued colorway (click to enlarge). |
