My other Rhinebeck purchase, It Itches, signed by Franklin! Who is so photogenic. Whereas I am not (you only generally see the good pictures). I was perhaps following the advice from a mammography visit a couple years ago where the technician said to “love the camera”, and not just for her pictures for that day, but because it helps keep those neck wrinkles from showing up…. Note to self: don’t lift your chin so high, it makes you look piggy nosed!
I told Franklin I thought maybe he thought I was some sort of weird blog stalker because he never responded when I told him the dream of mine he was in… he chuckled. And since you know you want to know… Here it is,
I go to his house (which was one of my old houses). He says “Oh good, you’re here, you can help me choose a watch”. And then we sat around in some living room looking at a watch catalog and discussing the merits of watches with faces, where you feel that time is continuous and circular versus digital watches, where you feel that time is linear and has a beginning and an end. We may also have been knitting. There were a few other people there too. After a bit, a rather snarky woman (his roommate) comes into the room and declares “OK, all of you, out now”. (DOLORES??) So I gather up my things, and realizing I can be careless, I look in the couch cushions and also under the couch. Where, when I lift the couch skirt, Lo! and Behold! There is a row of neatly stacked hand knit socks, maybe 3 or 4 pairs high and maybe 10 or 15 wide, all with color work like Latvian socks… and the aroma of lanolin came wafting out from under the couch.
I don’t think he really is a big sock knitter, so I don’t know where that came from. Maybe they were Dolores’s.
We are still without a usable PC at home. Wah Wah Wah. So this is just a quick post and I hope to catch up on some blog reading soon! My last Rhinebeck purchase is not photo-worthy, a couple of dye packets for another dyeing experiment.