My to-do list is short right now. Mostly errands like the bank and the post office where I’m going to mail the tea cozy to my friend. I’ve got a meeting on campus and two classes to teach. Then, things really open up. Maybe I’ll actually be able to finish Annie Dillard. The Living is good but thick with description and as slow as a rainy day in the Northwest. I remember feeling the same way about Snow Falling on Cedars by David Guterson.
I’m learning to crochet socks. Made a pair of green tube socks, which were easy, just continuous rows of scallops. Now I’m working on “basic” socks with heels, gussets, and toes. I finished one of a pair and have started the second one. Blue and white worsted weight yarn. I’m trying to use up the yarn I already own before buying more. They will be very cheery to wear, I think.
Sort of the same philosophy I have with books. Part of the reason I’m in a hurry to get through Dillard is so I can read The Tower by Derek Wilson as well as Sharon Kay Penman’s books about Wales and England. And then all those other ones in the basket. Let’s not talk about the books on the Kindle! I’m part of the way through Obama’s autobiography there. EEK! The crocheting has really eaten into reading time. But, I loved watching Sense and Sensibility last night and am already pining for next Sunday. It was a little frustrating to watch, though, since I already know the story. Pick Braddock, pick Braddock, you want to say to her.
