tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45425320303627436242024-03-14T05:16:31.147+01:00the March HareA blog about farming, knitting, spinning, dyeing yarn, haiku and my life in Idaho, Japan and Italy.Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-1587768149037446932013-03-03T22:42:00.001+01:002013-03-06T22:21:30.824+01:00The Light at the End of the TunnelOh sure ... I could be talking about Winter ... and I am certainly not disappointed to see the 66+ inches of snow start to disappear ... but the real news is that we are coming up on the release of the newest addition to the Madame Defarge series ... <a href="http://www.cooperativepress.com/shop/what-else-would-madame-defarge-knit/">What (Else) Would Madame Defarge Knit</a>?<br />
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LOL So, tons of knitting fun and adventure ... I have already picked out my up coming projects. Go pick out yours ... there are thumbnails of them up on <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/sources/what-else-would-madame-defarge-knit/patterns">Ravelry</a> ... I'll wait right here.<br />
Right then! So, Have you picked out your first project? Yea, I know .... lots to choose from.<br />
Before the book comes out though you can sign up for the <a href="http://eepurl.com/wn40L">newsletter</a> which will contain links to a few free patterns and more about the upcoming release dates. And soon there will be a mitten pattern in the newsletter to compliment (I hope) the Ahab's Aran Gansey designed by Todd Gocken. That sweater is definitely on my "to do" list.They both make me think of long walks on the beach and a fine ocean breeze. Here is a sneek peek of the mittens:<br />
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A new thumb type for me ... and I am working on a pair using (mostly) the same pattern only felted. I should have those notes for you on a day or two. The great thing about these mittens is they are knit using <a href="http://brownsheep.com/yarns/lamb-pride?view=category">Lamb's Pride Bulky </a>and I can knit a pair of them in a weekend. So they make a fairly fast knitted gift.<br />
I am off to finish the second one for the felting experiment ... here's hoping!<br />
<br />Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-8716134698466494602013-02-15T16:27:00.001+01:002013-02-15T16:27:55.024+01:00Tis the Season ...<br />
For lambs ... lots and lots of baby lambs. I have been up in Idaho helping a friend of mine with her lambing and I had so much fun I almost didn't come home. Here is a picture of the fun to be had:<br />
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They are so much fun when they are little. There was s suspected wolf kill about 2 miles from here the day after I left ... so the sheep have been moved up closer to the barn for the time being. The fire season was so bad last year that I suspect the wolves and mountain lions are running a bit short on options. But here is another picture to brighten things up:<br />
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OK .. headed out to herd some sheep with JennietheDog ... have a great day!Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-68289768800905127152012-12-15T20:20:00.001+01:002012-12-15T20:20:31.500+01:00Has Anyone Seen My Life?Seriously ... I feel like I do not have 2 minutes to myself anymore. LOL I am still trying to finish my Christmas knitting while trying to get things lined up for my 30th Wedding Anniversary. Yea, I know ... and BTW to all of those folks who were taking bets at our wedding that this marriage would never last ... HA! the jokes on you.<br />
We finally have snow, Not much but it is snowing in the mountains quite a bit which is fine with me as that is where my summer water will come from ... and I don't have to shovel it if it falls up there. For me (and all of the skiers) it 's a win win. And I suppose it is possible that we could have a white Christmas.<br />
However all of this snowy potential means that it is just a wee bit dampish around here and so not much dyeing is taking place ... but I have to get on it this week no matter what because the New What Would Madame Defarge Knit book is coming out soon and I have a pair of mittens in it that use my yarn.<br />
Here is a sneak peak:<br />
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I love them ... I truly do. It was everything I could do to send them off to be photographed. And they are toasty warm which with mittens is always a plus. I am working on a pair of felted mittens now and that is fun if for no other reason than they are a huge floppy mess when you first do them and then they are a wonderfully thick mitten when they are done.<br />
JennietheDog has been working on herding sheep. I will try to take pictures this weekend and get them posted. She loves it even though she is a bit slow on the uptake with it. It seems that her Therapy dog training has messed with her instinctive desire to herd ... but it is coming back slowly but surely. And she wanted to be sure to wish all of her friends a Very Merry Christmas.<br />
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<br />Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-58851088909443266222012-12-13T04:32:00.000+01:002012-12-13T04:32:06.145+01:00Click Your Heels Together Three Times and say ....... there's no place like home ... there's no place like home. And so we are back in the States and living close to our home in Idaho ... if you consider living next to The Great Salt Lake as being close. We have lived here before but WOW has it changed. Guess the Olympics wrought a bigger change than I would have thought possible. We are still not unpacked but I do have chickens and I have put in some pasture in preparation for spring lambs ... it's all about priorities.<br />
We miss Italy so much it is unbelievable. Our friends there were wonderful and while a few have followed us back Stateside we have left some behind ... guess this means I will have to go and visit. Yea, tough gig.<br />
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Jennie the Dog hated the trip and hates flying now so if we were to move back overseas I will have to find a way to take a boat. LOL She is learning to herd sheep in preparation for the spring crop. Still undecided on what variety of sheep to get and if I even want to overwinter a flock. We live in a neighborhood here ... like I have neighbors I can see from every window in my house ... this has been a very tough adjustment for me. But they are all nice and seem to be ok with all of our little quirks. And I can start back up the dying business and that is good. I have a new mitten pattern coming out in the second What Would Madame Defarge Knit book and I have to say that they are my favorites so far. Those and the Winter's Stag mittens that I put up on Ravelry ... I like those too.<br />
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So, I am going to try to keep this updated a bit better ... and yes, I have said that before but all I can do is try. Here is a last picture of Italy ... one of my last stops before leaving ... Lake Barcis.<br />
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<br />Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-65663244371195610522011-05-14T08:25:00.000+02:002011-05-14T08:25:27.832+02:00TouringI cannot believe I have not posted since February! Yikes! But in my defense I have had company and the chance to do a bit of travel. That's my story and I am sticking to it! <br />
My daughter came with her boyfriend and then a friend of mine from when I lived in Japan came down from Germany to visit. Also, Jennie the dog was swamped with work due to the current "War Effort" on NATO's part. She loves working with the troops ... better than the kids I think as there in much less tail grabbing. And they will throw her frisbee for her which is about all it takes for her to be your friend for life. So on to my travels.<br />
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Next up will be Rome. But give me a day or two...LOL.<br />
On knitting .... not too much. I did do a big dyeing project of some silk hankies that I am going to try to draft out and knit into a pair of mittens. I am taking tons of pictures and will try to post most of it together. The colours are wonderful and rich so it is a project that I can hardly wait to start. Also, one of a pair of knee socks is finished. It is a project for the next What Would Madame Defarge Knit book. Why I am knitting knee socks all of a sudden I do not know ... but there you have it.<br />
So, I am off to the market ... but I am back to writing. So there will be more to follow. Later ....<br />
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<div align="justify">Have you ever seen</div><div align="justify">All the world in a raindrop</div><div align="justify">But falling ... falling</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">geesh... still spell checking in Italian only. I am a bad speller in Italian, apparently, since the whole thing lights right up. LOL</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-50481183295843020472011-02-09T03:55:00.000+01:002011-02-09T03:55:21.511+01:00A Book! A Book!Monday would have been <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Dickens">Charles Dickens</a>' 199th birthday, and on that day Cooperative Press announced that preorders for <em>What Would Madame Defarge Knit?</em> opened in honor of the author whose formidable character <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madame_Defarge">Therese Defarge</a> inspired Heather Ordover's book. If it's been a while since your last literature class, remember that in <em>A Tale of Two Cities</em> Defarge knits and knits, secretly encoding the names of people she will have killed. <em>Vive la revolution?</em><br />
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<em>And why do I care?</em><br />
<em>Because I have three designs in the book!</em><br />
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And if you're reading this, chances are good you are a strong supporter of small independent publishers. You may be interested to know that this book will be the first Cooperative Press release where all designers receive a direct royalty share of each sale. Our Fresh Designs series, which will be out later this year, is set up similarly. Instead of a small, one-time payment for their work at the beginning (<em>and not a penny afterwards, no matter how many copies the book sells</em>), designers have an opportunity to earn an unlimited payment for their work.<br />
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Now it is JennietheDog who roams the forests of the Italian Dolomites with me. Wild boar crash through the undergrowth and the small deer that live here occasionally spring up and scare the daylights right out of me. But it is beautiful ... spring, summer, and fall. This soup recipe is seasonal here in Italy and served all throughout the Fall and winter. I hope that you enjoy it as much as I do.<br />
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<b>Zuppa di Zucca<br />
(Pumkin Soup)</b><br />
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You will need:<br />
olive oil<br />
1-2 T. butter<br />
1 small kubocha or a nice size butternut squash <br />
1 sweet potato<br />
1 small onion (diced)<br />
2-3 cups of a good vegetable or chicken broth<br />
salt<br />
1-2 t. of maple syrup or honey (optional)<br />
Garnish with creme fraiche, sour creme, or roasted hulled pumpkin seeds and a sprig of chives.<br />
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Preheat oven to 350 F. or 175 C.<br />
Cut the sweet potato in half. Cut the pumpkin or the squash in half and scoop out the seeds. Lightly coat with olive oil on the inside and the outside and roast, cut side up, for about 1 hour or until very tender. Allow to cool.<br />
While that is cooking sweat the onions in the butter over very low heat till clear but not browned.<br />
Once the squash and sweet potato are cool enough to handle scoop out the flesh and add tothe pot along with enough the onions and enough of the broth to cover. Simmer for 10 minutes to allow the flavors to combine. Purre in small bahes in a blender or use a hand blender and ouree in the pot. Add salt and taste. If you would prefer it to have a bit more sweetness add the syup or honey. Serve hot with a dollop of creme fraiche, sour creme, or roasted hulled pumpkin seeds.<br />
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<b>Roasted Pumkin Seeds</b><br />
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Lay a piece of parchment paper in the bottom of a cooki sheet and lightly coat with butter.<br />
1/2 c. hulled pumpkin seeds (pepitas)<br />
1 T. butter<br />
1 t. sea salt ( I like the bits of salt but you could easily use kosher salt)<br />
roast till they bigib to turn golden.<br />
In a sauce pan boil 1/2 c. maple syrup for 3 or 4 minutes. Add the seeds and a pinch of smokey paprika or cayenne pepper. Boil for another 3 minutes and pour out onto the buttered piece of parchment paper. Allow to cool and break into bits.<br />
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We eat these as a snack quite often which is why there are none in the photo above. Sorry, just imagine little golden brown toasty bits perched on top. There you go!<br />
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Spiced Wine (for the Bufana)</b><br />
1 bottle of good red wine<br />
3/4 - 1 cup of sugar<br />
2 or 3 cinnamon sticks<br />
the zest of a lemon and an orange<br />
3 cloves (for the three wise men)<br />
and a few cardamon pods (optional but I love them)<br />
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Combine all of the ingredients in a pan and gently heat. DO NOT BOIL. After 30 minutes strain out the zest and spices and it is ready to serve in some good sturdy mugs ... or your favorite magical chalice.<br />
This can be made ahead and reheated when you are ready. I keep a bottle of it in the refrigerator all winter ... just for medicinal purposes.<br />
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In spite of the cold I have been trying to get some yarn dyed and up in the shop. Drying takes forever here and I have been forced to employ the de-humidifiers. Here are some pictures of last weeks work: "Squash Blossom" for Brenda Dayne's Driving Miss Daisy gloves, "Walnut" ( a beautiful rich colour with hints of gold) and "Silver Sage" which is a delicate silver green ... just the colour of the sage brush at home in Idaho.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TUFDcLRqkUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OK9nbKfITo8/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TUFDcLRqkUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OK9nbKfITo8/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>To combat the chill I decided to make barley soup. I love soups but for some reason barley has never been my favorite ... that is until I had it while I was up in Bolzano in December. They made a soup that was amazing. I had tried to make it in January and came up quite short in both the tasty goodness category and in the filling/satisfying category. And then I read a cookbook that mentioned cheese broth. That was when I realized that the amazing flavor in the Bolzano soup was, in fact, a cheesy flavor. So I dragged all of the cheese rinds that I had stored in the freezer and set them to simmer for 3 or so hours in a pot of water (to cover the cheese) on the stove.<br />
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Bolzano Barley Soup<br />
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1 onion diced<br />
2 carrots diced<br />
3 ribs of celery diced<br />
Sweat these in a bit of fat from the cheese broth or (for the unbearably health conscious) in a bit of olive oil<br />
Then add 1 c. pearled barley<br />
the cheeese broth<br />
and 3 or 4 cups of good chicken stock (start with the lesser amount and add as needed)<br />
add a pinch or two of oregano and basil, and salt and pepper to taste.<br />
Simmer for an hour or so stirring frequently and adding broth as needed. The soup should be thick and creamy. Here, they add a smoked ham called speck, diced fine, but if you want to add meat to it any ham would work. I'd show a picture of the finished soup but to be honest we ate it all. LOL<br />
I am sorry for typos in this or any other post but I have given up trying to convince blogger to run the spell check n English. It is absolutly convinced that I want everything spell checked in Italian. It wins.<br />
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<div align="center">Caught in a tree branch</div><div align="center">The moon's cloud veil is pulled free</div><div style="text-align: center;">By the morning breeze.</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-75895418000120628342011-01-09T19:42:00.000+01:002011-01-09T19:42:02.393+01:00What's For Dinner ...I opend a bottle of CastelVecchio this evening and set down to have a glass. No sooner done than the DH wandered in and ask "what's for dinner?". A deep and abiding silence followed this question and then I blurted out "soup!". So here is a good "emergency" soup to make up when all you really want for dinner is that second glass of wine.<br />
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knob of butter<br />
1 yellow onion<br />
1 rib celery<br />
1 t or so of salt<br />
26 oz. chicken stock<br />
1 sweet potato (peeled and diced)<br />
2 or 3 white or gold potatoes (peeled and diced)<br />
1 bay leaf<br />
pinch or so of:<br />
ground thyme<br />
smoked paprika (you can use regular if that is all you have)<br />
black pepper<br />
ground chipotle pepper(you can use cayenne)<br />
1 cup milk or cream<br />
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Chop up the onion and celery and put in a heavy pot with the salt and butter and sweat over very low heat for about 30 minutes. Add the chicken stock, the potaoes and the spices and simmer till tender. Remove the bay leaf.<br />
Using a hand blender (or a counter top food processor - being really careful and working in small batches) blend till smooth and thin to desired consistency with the milk. Serve with sour cream and crumble bacon or pancetta.<br />
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I totally made this up on the fly. Feel free to tweek it to your hearts content. And here is the culprit that started it all. Not sure where it is available but if you see it give it a try!<br />
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<div align="center">Midwinter whiteout</div><div align="center">Only the sound of the birds</div><div align="center">Hidden in the trees.</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-87891126414432549812010-12-31T13:07:00.001+01:002011-02-04T17:02:29.645+01:00Happy New Year Everyone!It's that time of year again. Usually New Year's Day comes without my seeing it "in" but this year we have been invited to some friends for dinner and I know from past experience that this means that I will be out past midnight. The Italians love to sit and eat and talk and drink and eat and talk and talk ... well I am sure that you can see where this is headed. So tonight for the first time since the year 2000 rolled in I will be up to see it. Then, in a week or so, the village where I live will burn a witch to determine how the weather will play out over the next few months. Yep ... that's right ... they burn a witch. Not a weatherman which I could almost see because they are as bad here as anywhere else that I have ever lived. Nope, they burn a witch.<br />
Christmas here was dismal and rainy. The Son came home for a week and that was the bright spot for me. He made a host of friends downtown and we are already planning his next trip back this summer. He was a huge hit with our friends here and they cannot wait for him to come back.<br />
Prior to Christmas we had snow which is a fairly rare occurrence here:<br />
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An interesting, and tasty, thing about living here is that I can go to a local farm and by raw milk (latte crudo) from a vending machine. It is the best milk I have ever had and it is all we drink now. I wish we had this kind of freedom in our food choices in the US. I just take my own bottles and fill them up:<br />
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And speaking of knitting, I have several patterns coming out in the new book being released by <a href="http://crafting-a-life.com/craftlit">CraftLit</a> called <a href="http://crafting-a-life.com/wwmdfk">"What Would Madame Defarge Knit?"</a> It <a href="http://www.cooperativepress.com/2011/01/silk-road-socks-available-now/">comes out in the first week in February</a> and has some wonderful patterns and essay along with brilliant illustrations. I am having to phase out of my yarn business as I am not allowed to run a business from here and so am hoping to do more pattern design to keep my morale up and my mind busy. Here's hoping ... LOL<br />
This year JennietheDog turned 2 years old and so I will leave you with pictures of her ... mostly 'cause she is just so darned cute! Have a great New Year!<br />
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<div align="center">Hailstones on the roof</div><div align="center">The sound of horses running</div><div align="center">In far away fields.</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-32493583213225964282010-12-09T12:17:00.002+01:002011-02-04T17:00:47.926+01:00It Always Seems Like A Good IdeaStay in bed and rest. Two weeks for sure. <br />
I always think that this will work out ok. I will get some books read, some DVD's watched and a lot of knitting done. And about 24 hours later housework is sounding like it might be fun. <br />
As mentioned, I finished my Faroe Shawl that I started with Myrna Stahman at a workshop she gave here in Italy at the end of August. I love it and it is perfect for the weather here.<br />
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There is a shortage of Christmas knitting this year as I have been working on patterns for the new book from <a href="http://crafting-a-life.com/craftlit">CraftLit</a> <a href="http://crafting-a-life.com/wwmdfk">"What Would Madame Defarge Knit?"</a> that will be released on 7 February 2011. Yep, just a few short months to go. It has been an amazing amount of fun to be involved in this project for the last year and I hope that everyone enjoys the patterns as Heather has assembled a varied and wonderful bunch of designers. I am hoping this will help me to move into doing more design work. And so along those lines:<br />
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I did spend a day on the couch. And I have been working at my kitchen table ever since with yarn and books and graph paper piled up all around me scribbling away. At least it keeps me off the streets...<br />
<div align="center">Tonight's light rainfall</div><div align="center">Wraps me in soft silence</div><div align="center">On my short walk home</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-29511054026958967972010-11-28T14:08:00.001+01:002010-11-28T14:13:10.011+01:00On a Clear Day ...Which the day after Thanksgiving was not. How is it that there always seems to be such foul weather at the Holidays? But some friends and I headed east towards Slovenia to tour two wineries that were in the Udine/Trieste region. Braving the snow and rain we stopped first at the Bressan winery. Owned by the Bressan Family for 10 generations and currently overseen by Fulvio Bressan it has been in active production since 1726 and creates some of the finest wines in Europe. He is leaving Tuesday for Vienna to recieve an award from the European Union that says this ... so it is not just me. Although I would drink his wine for the rest of my life quite willingly.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TPJGemC0LrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/gcL68jQkDlc/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TPJGemC0LrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/gcL68jQkDlc/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>The majority of the grapes that he grows are specific to the Friuli region: Tocai Friulano, Malvasia, Ribolla Gialla,Schiopettino and the legendary Pignol which is on it's way to extinction. He uses no chemicals and no synthetic fertilisers and no industrial yeasts. There is much more information at: <a href="http://bressanwines.com/">http://bressanwines.com/</a>.<br />
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Stop two was to Castelvecchio (the "Old Castle") in Gorizia on the Slovinean border. There we toured the cellars. Entering though here:<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TPJQ5BZITnI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SFlOGQMsO7o/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TPJQ5BZITnI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SFlOGQMsO7o/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>In other news. I have finished my designs for the "What Would Madame DeFarge Knit?" book that is coming from CraftLit in February. I am trying to finish the test knit on one last item and then it will be time to start on some new designs that have been floating round in my head and on bits of paper in my office for the last month or so. While I was knitting I was listening to a new audio book: <span id="btAsinTitle">The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows. I listened to the Audible.com one but am going to order the book to have. It was wonderful and I was very sorry to see it end. I think it should be a movie.<iframe align="left" frameborder="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=themar03-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=0385341008&fc1=000000&IS2=1&lt1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr" style="align: left; height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;"></iframe></span><br />
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A foggy landscape<br />
Fond memories of my home<br />
Hanging on the wall.Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-88065037263127172462010-11-02T08:02:00.000+01:002010-11-02T08:02:38.812+01:00Gainful EmploymentI am a bit jealous. It's a hard thing to admit ... but I am jealous of JennietheDog. You see, while I am not allowed to seek gainful employment here, she has already found a job and settled right in. She is in training to be a Therapy Dog and so she is working at the local library helping the kids who come in to improve their reading skills.<br />
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</div><div align="left">Here she is on a Saturday being read to by a young girl. Today she goes to help the preschoolers. She loves her job since it means that sometimes she gets to be petted and sometimes they read her to sleep. It's a hard job ... but some puppy has to do it. Here she is hanging with her new friends just before she heads in to work.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TM-2SAUSReI/AAAAAAAAAVE/hGFV_CJyZIQ/s1600/Library_Dogs_group.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TM-2SAUSReI/AAAAAAAAAVE/hGFV_CJyZIQ/s320/Library_Dogs_group.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">We are off to work ... she still can't drive ... it's that "no opposable thumbs" thing. But if I get some good pictures I will update this when I get home.</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-17190073373111851042010-10-31T12:17:00.000+01:002010-10-31T12:17:46.157+01:00Road Trip<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Back at last from a longish break but with pictures and some news. We went to Florence(Firenza as it is called here) and had a splendid time. We rode the EuroStar train there as driving in the old city is right up there with having a tooth pulled without the benefits of anesthesia ... just plain no fun! But after an initial bit of rain the weather turned out glorious!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TM1KUjuq3lI/AAAAAAAAAUk/3LAlh5O31t4/s1600/Italy&Florence+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TM1KUjuq3lI/AAAAAAAAAUk/3LAlh5O31t4/s320/Italy&Florence+041.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">We saw "David" and spent a morning at the Uffizzi zmuseum and ate wonderful food and drank even better wines. We saw the old castle:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TM1LGOiZGrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Zc-NAeyWnO8/s1600/Italy&Florence+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TM1LGOiZGrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Zc-NAeyWnO8/s320/Italy&Florence+040.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>And we saw the Duomo and clocktower which are made from an amazing number of coloured maarbles.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TM1L6_5sNqI/AAAAAAAAAUs/MYbb2M3WL0k/s1600/Italy&Florence+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TM1L6_5sNqI/AAAAAAAAAUs/MYbb2M3WL0k/s320/Italy&Florence+039.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">On the knitting front I was able to finish my patterns for the new book from CraftLit that is coming out this Spring and I am still knitting away on my Faroe shawl. The shawl should be finished within the next week or so and I have a great idea for a shawl design that I will start on then. I am updating the Etsy shop this week and I have tried my hand at dying with walnut husks. This is what I got:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TM1NEVhNPnI/AAAAAAAAAUw/sVIyxDEfBLo/s1600/Italy&Florence+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TM1NEVhNPnI/AAAAAAAAAUw/sVIyxDEfBLo/s320/Italy&Florence+052.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">It is hanging to dry now and I am anxious to see how it ends up.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">And we are at the end of the gardening season here. I still have spinach in the garden as it likes the cold but even the kiwi have been picked and brought in. Late October brings the roasted chestnuts to the forfront (castagna) and of course those must be eaten hot and only, ever, with a glass of red wine, never water, or they will give you a bad stomach. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TM1ORiZy4pI/AAAAAAAAAU0/p77ICbMZaBs/s1600/Italy&Florence+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TM1ORiZy4pI/AAAAAAAAAU0/p77ICbMZaBs/s320/Italy&Florence+026.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>And of course we have the cider we pressed in September ... tasty stuff that. LOL<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The whisper of leaves</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And me ... I keep listening for more.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But the wind moves on.</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-45029983870141684772010-09-16T16:30:00.000+02:002010-09-16T16:30:49.858+02:00Summer Camp: the RemixI am sure that most of us have suffered through Summer Camp. I went to several ... finally managing (I think) to be sent home from one in disgrace. And so a few weeks ago it was with some trepidation that I headed off to Camp again. And this camp was both different in some ways and in others the same.<br />
I had signed up for a knitting camp with The Alpine Adventure Agency. I headed up into the Dolomites to a small "camp"called San Martino di Castrozza and a wonderful "tent" called The Grande Hotel des Alpes. It was tough there. The chefs were skilled and the sommeliers were amazing. We had the usual "camp fare" of venison soaked in wine with wild mushrooms, struedel with creme Anglais, lots of things with wild woodland berries ... I think I may have gained weight. And the wines there were to die for. <br />
Then we were forced to hike through the usual campish scenery (if you were an extra in The Sound of Music that is):<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TJIhEh6gPnI/AAAAAAAAAUE/EsArFZV9bw4/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TJIhEh6gPnI/AAAAAAAAAUE/EsArFZV9bw4/s320/028.JPG" /></a></div>We learned the science of cheese making at a local latteria where they have just a bit of cheese on the shelves being wiped down and aged:<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TJIkON0b6AI/AAAAAAAAAUU/9lM67EBaFlM/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TJIkON0b6AI/AAAAAAAAAUU/9lM67EBaFlM/s320/012.JPG" /></a></div>And for our "Crafttime" we had knitting since it was actually a knitting camp. Myrna Stahman (who will be sainted later this year for her unending patience) taught us how to knit Faroese Shawls and Seaman's Scaves. She was amazing ... even when she ripped back 10 rows on the middle stitches of my shawl and then knit them back up correctly while carrying on a lively conversation with the class. It was the best class I have ever taken. And we were able to take our knitting everywhere we went and that was fun too.<br />
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<div align="center">Only the wind sneaks</div><div align="center">Into my room on this night</div><div align="center">Guttering the flame</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-81627360837281902852010-08-14T15:21:00.000+02:002010-08-14T15:21:44.623+02:00Change is in the AirSitting here this afternoon I suddenly felt a shift in the wind and it seemed that Autumn might just be lurking around the corner. It is one of the things about living overseas in climates and areas that you are completely unfamiliar with. When do the seasons change and what exactly are they bringing? Still, it is August here after all and my flowers are blooming like mad. These are the Moon Flowers which my friend Eiko says that she knows as Dutchman's Pipe:<br />
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While my neice was here, one of the places we traveled to was Aquileia to see the mosaics and some of the Roman ruins. They were amazing and the details were incredible. So much so that we were unable to get down to the old Roman docks as we spent so much time in the Basilica. The entire floor of the church is covered in mosaics.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TGaSwQqZXRI/AAAAAAAAATc/nEreWwWvsRk/s1600/065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TGaSwQqZXRI/AAAAAAAAATc/nEreWwWvsRk/s320/065.JPG" /></a></div>There are scary fishes (check out the teeth on the guy at the top), the Tale of Jonah (complete with regurgitating whale), Biblical stories and portaits of various citizens mixed in with a variety of seasonal scenes. The city is in the process of excavating the Market:<br />
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On the knitting front I am working on a Secret Project ... but on the not so secret side of my office I am working on what to take with me when I head up for 10 days in the Alps at a knitting workshop courtesy of The Alpine Adventure Agency ... check them out ... they are very cool! So I am going to learn to knit a Faroe Shawl ... here in Italy ... from a woman I apparently lived about 45 minutes from in Idaho ... go figure. LOL! I have decided to take a cone of my beige yarn from the last of my sheep. I sent out a pile of fleeces to Stonehedge Mill to have it spun into yarn. They did a beautiful job!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TGaWKjYjc5I/AAAAAAAAATs/b02B4MoLu7M/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TGaWKjYjc5I/AAAAAAAAATs/b02B4MoLu7M/s320/008.JPG" /></a></div>I am going to use the lightest one for the shawl. And later, I think I will use the darkest one to knit the new pattern from Schoolhouse Press that is EZ's Green Sweater ... and I may even try to overdye the dark yarn to give it a greenish sheen.<br />
Well the mosquitos are eating me alive as I sit here ... I am like a buffet to them here in Italy ... after all those years in Asia where they would have nothing to do with me I have apparently built up quite the karmic debt.<br />
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</div><div align="center">How heavy both seem</div><div align="center">The heat over the fields and</div><div align="center">The cicada's song</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-58580697528366029592010-08-02T21:08:00.000+02:002010-08-02T21:08:05.448+02:00In the Summer SunLast month I was lucky enough to have my neice come to visit. It was huge fun and I had the pleasure of dragging her out and about in the hottest weeks that anyone can remember here abouts. Yea, that is just how my luck rolls. It was actually so bad that for 2 or 3 days we lay about in the house watching DVD's while I coached her at knitting. However, before the heat was too bad we did head up into the Alps thinking, mistakenly as it turned out, that it would be cooler there.<br />
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</tbody></table>We headed up to Chemolais. Past Lake Bargis (pr. barjiss) and on up further to a lovely, albeit hot, little valley in the mountains.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">W had a great time and the scenery was stunning! We took JennietheDog and she had the best time running wildly with her buddies. We went to Venice several times and to Aquileia to see the mosaics. I think she had fun and I am hoping to lure her back to visit. After all ... there is still a gondola ride in her future.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And the JennietheDog says ... come and visit anytime!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TFcVdz5MfpI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4LaS0-Nrki8/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TFcVdz5MfpI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4LaS0-Nrki8/s320/015.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In the mud puddle</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I stir up my reflection</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">With my walking stick.</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-53398317848449550572010-07-03T09:13:00.000+02:002010-07-03T09:13:23.009+02:00The Good LifeI woke up to the sounds of an accordian being played this morning by my quite elderly (late 80's) neighbor who was also singing along. A French love song he told me ... it had been his wife's favorite and now he sings it to his great-grand daughter. A large portion of the family lives in the 4 story house across the canal from me. He lives downstairs with his daughter, the daughter's daughters live on the next two floors with their husbands and one of their daughters and husband and children live on the top floor.<br />
Family is everything here. And every morning they are all out, as soon as the sun comes up, raking leaves and working in the garden. There are no better gardeners than Italian men ... although I suspect the women are, actually, just as good but in a really stealthy way. There is never a leaf out of place ... a weed left un-plucked ... or a blade of grass that is just a tad too long. And the flowers are amazing. The scent of jasmine wars with the fragrance of the magnolias and the roses. It is heaven.<br />
And they laugh ... all day. It is hot here in a way that I had forgotten summer could be. With humidity you could cut with a knife. So, the Italians live outside all day in the summer in the shade. They laugh and the children play and then they squabble and the adults help them figure it out and life goes on ... loudly and publicly in a way that most of the world has forgotton.<br />
At lunch time it was too hot to cook so I went to the restaurant across the street from our house where I was, by far, the youngest person there. The owner, our friend Stefano, came over to talk and asked how I was enjoying the weather. I said it was just too hot for me ... that at night it was too sweaty and sticky to sleep. His solution, which he yelled across the room to me and which had all of the other patrons nodding and laughing was " You must remember then to make love under the shower and not in the bed!"<br />
Yep, life lived fully and without reservation ... that is the beauty of living here.Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-68607496637837726712010-06-24T12:14:00.001+02:002010-06-24T12:22:55.848+02:00Digging OutI have finally cleared enough of the boxes out of the house to be able to get some things done. One of those things was dyeing yarn and so there are yarns slowly trickling into the shop. I also took some time out to go and visit a winery and to buy some wines. I traveled down to the Moletto winery which sits in both the Friuli region (where I live) and the Veneto region. The wines were wonderful and I came home with several cases half of which we have already drunk. Next on the list of things to do is to take the umpteen litre size demijohns to the local winery to fill up so we can bottle our own. <br />
<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TCMnh2kqSQI/AAAAAAAAASM/lgCJqaxg14w/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TCMnh2kqSQI/AAAAAAAAASM/lgCJqaxg14w/s320/011.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">The buildings where the winery is housed were built is the 1500's and are little changed. The room above is where the field workers wives spun wool and wove when they were not working in the fields at the harvest. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">We then headed into the nearby town for lunch where we met up with some officers in the local Cabbinieri who were happy to show us around their building.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TCMpD_qPlfI/AAAAAAAAASU/gKxeY_Ldw_8/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TCMpD_qPlfI/AAAAAAAAASU/gKxeY_Ldw_8/s320/021.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Then the following week we headed over to Vittorio Veneto to tour the old city (Serravalle) and to have lunch. The cathedral in this city has a beautiful alterpiece by Titian and has made me consider doing another blog on Italian country churches. What passes for a poor country church here frequently contains 15th and 16th century frescoes and/or paintings by artists that we all know and love. I cannot imagine growing up and thinking that the old church where your family has attended forever is actually a splendid repository for some of the most unappreciated art in Italy. We shall see what I come up with.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">We went to lunch where the antipasti for 2 looked like this:</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TCMrKyYgaII/AAAAAAAAASc/gnF4ubdUy3k/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/TCMrKyYgaII/AAAAAAAAASc/gnF4ubdUy3k/s320/010.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">And the lunch was a mixed grill of meats with grilled vegetables and lots of prosecco and red wine. I forgot to take any other pictures of the food because my hands were messy from eating such a great meal. The cooking in this region is amazing. A great book about it is called : Venezia: Food and Dreams.<iframe align="left" frameborder="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=themar03-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=0740785168&fc1=000000&IS2=1&lt1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr" style="align: left; height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;"></iframe> I love this cookbook.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Not too much else going on really. I did finish the Driftwood socks and I love them. Now I am on to a pair for someone else. I wish I could knit for me ... but I have a hard time rationalizing it. So today it is a movie and knitting. And I am off.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Rain puddles at night</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Full of broken yellow moons</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">And the sound of frogs.</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-1502517345116059872010-05-23T11:12:00.000+02:002010-05-23T11:12:54.785+02:00Camping Out<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I am still waiting for my household goods to arrive. Rumor has it they have been in Venice for about a week and are tied up in Customs. In the meantime we are still in the camping out phase. Last night I cooked and this is what the table looked like:</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S_jr_m7VV5I/AAAAAAAAARs/c5prcj6K7wk/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S_jr_m7VV5I/AAAAAAAAARs/c5prcj6K7wk/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Baking sheet with ribs, saucepan with Baked Beans, and Folgers container with Broccolli salad. Plates borrowed from the restaurant across the street. Yep, we live like kings ... what can I say. LOL.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">All of this was prepared in or on my new 1,000 euro range. That would be the one in the basement summer kitchen because that was the only place it would fit.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S_jtTKZhXPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/eF-gkZFR64o/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S_jtTKZhXPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/eF-gkZFR64o/s320/002.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">I am going to have to find a way to take this stove back with me ... I love it!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Still no way to dye yarn ... but there is no shortage of yarn for me to knit so I am plugging away on several pairs of socks. I decided that I should start knitting up some of the colourways that I dye that I haven't taken the time to knit with and so far I am really pleased with the results. These are knit in the "Driftwood" colourway:</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S_juZ2a0iJI/AAAAAAAAAR8/8lvErlbwMuY/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S_juZ2a0iJI/AAAAAAAAAR8/8lvErlbwMuY/s320/004.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">I have started reading books about life in Italy and found a really good one that is actually set in the Veneto region where I live. It is about an American couple who buy a Palladian villa and what they discovered on moving here. <span><iframe align="left" frameborder="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=themar03-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=1400043379&fc1=000000&IS2=1&lt1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr" style="align: left; height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;"></iframe></span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span>Two of my favorite parts relate to driving here. One of them is where they come to the realization that just because there is a sign that says your destination is off to the right doesn't actually mean that the next road is the one you want. It just means that somewhere in the next 5 kl. or so will be a road that will take you roughly in the direction that you want in the general area of the town that you are looking for. The other compares the driving here to an Olympic sport where style points can make or break your score. Very funny ... and also very true. An interesting rule of the road here is that if someone is passing and there is oncoming traffic that he runs the risk of hitting head-on ... the passing driver has the right of way ... yep that's right. The dumbest driver wins.</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span>Above the nests edge</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span>Tiny yellow trumpets</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span>open wide, crying.</span></div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-82319943115105465032010-05-17T07:00:00.001+02:002010-05-17T07:03:12.928+02:00The Night Visitor<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">We have finally decided to move into the new house and "camp out" till our household goods arrive. Yes, those would be the ones that were due here a month ago and still have not shown up. In the mean time, we have had fun wandering our new neighborhood and being stared at by our new neighbors. The other night, however, JennietheDog went out and stopped suddenly at the bottom of the stairs and began stalking the garden wall. Finally curiosity got the best of me and I went down to see what had occasioned all of the stalking and jumping back and here is what I found:</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S_DIGBj1klI/AAAAAAAAARU/kdRl-nJ9aFo/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S_DIGBj1klI/AAAAAAAAARU/kdRl-nJ9aFo/s320/013.JPG" width="320" wt="true" /></a>A Euopean Hedgehog (riccio in Italian). He was much bigger than I had thought they would be and very very cute. My landlord says he is very old and they seemed happy that I had seen him. They rely on them for bug and snake control in their gardens.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">We have had an amazing amount of torrential rain in the last month but yesterday and today started out sunny so I took some pictures of the new house. The locals say that the last time the volcano erupted they went without a summer and instead had a long rainy cold Spring followed by a cold rainy early Autumn. Imagine my joy.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S_DJ8uXvKsI/AAAAAAAAARc/7YsVq8EXyQs/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S_DJ8uXvKsI/AAAAAAAAARc/7YsVq8EXyQs/s320/006.JPG" width="320" wt="true" /></a>This is the front of the house (as seen from the back).</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S_DKnljPj3I/AAAAAAAAARk/8jPnzTUEM-0/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S_DKnljPj3I/AAAAAAAAARk/8jPnzTUEM-0/s320/002.JPG" wt="true" /></a>And this is part of the back of the property to incude my outdoor pizza oven. I cannot wait to try it out. We did set up a summer kitchen in the downstairs for when it gets hot (here's hoping ... LOL) and now all we need is furniture, and dishes, and stuff. If it stays nice today I will take more pictures and try to get them up tonight or tomrrow.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">On the knitting front I have not gotten past the 9th repeat of the shawl I was working on but that is because I have been desperately trying to finish one of the three sets of socks that I have on the needles. Knitting is still slow work and my shoulder will only tolerate so much of it but I am getting more comfortable with Continental style knitting although my old way is still the fastest for me. The dates are out for the next Sock Summit and I am trying to figure out if I will be able to go or not. It was a ton of fun last year.</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">A south wind carries </div><div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Rain and the song of the wren</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Down the arrows path.</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-76858287497143268252010-04-20T16:25:00.000+02:002010-04-20T16:25:12.801+02:00Dust ... Yes It Is EverywhereNo new volcano news today ... thank goodness, but tons of stranded travellers are here waiting to get out. Marco Polo Airport is supposed to re-open today but the haze here is terrible. We shall see. I thought of going down to Venice today for lunch but stayed home as I expect the crowds are pretty thick ... and unhappy.<br />
We went to Venice a week or so ago and it was amazing. I was in the middle of reading a book called "<span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/City-Falling-Angels-John-Berendt/dp/0143036939?ie=UTF8&tag=themar03-20&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">The City of Falling Angels</a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=themar03-20&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0143036939" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1" /></span>" by John Berendt (of <span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Midnight-Garden-Good-Evil-Berendt/dp/0340992859?ie=UTF8&tag=themar03-20&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil </a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=themar03-20&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0340992859" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1" /></span>fame) which is about the burning of the famous opera house in Venice called "The Fenice". So, as we were wandering around Venice looking at things like:<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S821D300oGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/roKOHEPc6Kc/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S821D300oGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/roKOHEPc6Kc/s320/006.JPG" width="320" wt="true" /></a></div>while trying to decide if we should ride in the orange crushed velvet with pompoms and fringe pimped out gondola<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S8211Igr8LI/AAAAAAAAARE/NSCrImcnjGQ/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S8211Igr8LI/AAAAAAAAARE/NSCrImcnjGQ/s320/003.JPG" width="320" wt="true" /></a></div>or the more taditional but also more subdued type:<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S822cXjWrCI/AAAAAAAAARM/aZ-5ii9KPM8/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S822cXjWrCI/AAAAAAAAARM/aZ-5ii9KPM8/s320/002.JPG" width="320" wt="true" /></a></div>My husband, who never thinks of these things, says "Hey! Let's go look at that building you are reading about." And so we did. I wish now that I had finished the book first and so I will have to go back because they have rebuilt it and when you stand in the street, 6 feet from the building next to it, you see why, at the beginning of the book, the fear was that all of Venice would burn. It was incredible there!<br />
In other news, I recieved a shipment of wool yarn from Stone Hedge Mills. It is gorgeous and I will try to take pictures and get them up. They did a fabulous job and I have already started a shawl in the black/silver. What will I do now that I have no fleeces of my own to send them ... yikes!<br />
<div align="center">I can see the trees</div><div align="center">Through the window ... blossoms fly</div><div align="center">Following the wind.</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542532030362743624.post-75088124113710839582010-04-17T17:53:00.000+02:002010-04-17T17:53:10.058+02:00Geek Needed ...I know I have an Italian IP address now ... and that I live here and all ... but I really need to find a way to make Google and Yahoo and every other thing on my computer stay in English. Really. My Italian is bad at best and while I am trying to improve it this is not helping ... it's like that version of Word that used to guess what you wanted to write while you were typing and then didn't want to admit it was wrong. I need less help that way.<br />
But Italy is every bit as amazing as I thought it would be. A few weeks ago I toured the castle town of Valvasone. They have been renovating the castle for twelve years and today they were able to allow people in to see the "Gaming Room". Here is what it looked like in the town while I was there:<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S8nUhXt-tTI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ti_8lnhRVDE/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S8nUhXt-tTI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ti_8lnhRVDE/s320/004.JPG" wt="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And then we toured the two Churches there which are famous for their frescos:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S8nVqqyeS8I/AAAAAAAAAQs/Za31RN852Dk/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S8nVqqyeS8I/AAAAAAAAAQs/Za31RN852Dk/s320/011.JPG" wt="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And then we had an amazing lunch ... for about 2 1/2 hours. LOL</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S8nWhiTl9II/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JCazp7Sco7U/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tX3ajI1WUtM/S8nWhiTl9II/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JCazp7Sco7U/s320/019.JPG" wt="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The internet here is hellish ... but if I can, I will write again tomorrow about my trip to Venice. I will say that I am finding some amazing inspiration for new yarn colours and can hardly wait for my things to get here. In about 2 weeks I should be able to get back up and running ... I'll keep you posted.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I hear the door lock ...</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Then the rattling of paper</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The scratching of lead.</div>Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917492201754455495noreply@blogger.com3