It's looking a bit dreary out there... at least, I think... for most people.
But I love the rain ('we've got a light misting of rain going on right now).
I'm sure it has something to do with living in a desert for so many years... and yes, that is probably part of it... but I've always loved the rain... even as a child.
I'm sure it has nothing to do with me being born on a Wednesday... like in the poem
"Monday's Child."...
I was curious, and
found this on the poem... which speculates the astrology aspects of the poem.
In this application, a Wednesday's child would have been named after
Woden; stated here as a messenger of God... perhaps bringing woeful tidings and news. hmmmmmmmmmm.
So...
what day were you born on?
"Curious, and curiouser"... as Alice would say. (
see this link).
But alas, for today. Work must be done. And so it shall.
I've been using up the last bits of remnant scraps of yarns ... finishing up 2 more youth sized scarves these last couple of nights. It looks like I've managed to make 9 scarves in total so far (one called
Lady Who was gifted... and 8 are in this photo). I've also got one big ball of yarn that I've been adding to for a year or so... tied bits of yarn all wound onto a single ball to make one large mis-matchy scarf.
I may have one more scarf's worth of new (and expensive) yarn... and then I have completely used up all the yarn I have in the house. Which is perfect, as the season is mostly (hopefully) done for scarf-wearing weather.
>>giggle<< .... it is Potter County after all... and one never knows.
---see you all tomorrow.