It's that time again, time for my yearly Yule post from my sister's place in the Rockies. The Emperor and I have been here for a week now, and we've been treated to fantastic food, good company, and some real old-fashioned Western weather which gave us a white Christmas. It snowed all day on Christmas Day, adding up to a foot of the white stuff to what was already on the ground.
This has also made for some magnificent icicles on the porch roof. Here, I tried to be artistic and capture not just the icicles but also one of my favorite features of Christmas here in the cabin: colored lights on the roofline. There are some huge icicles hanging off of the public library next door. If it weren't zero degrees Fahrenheit right now (and the Weather Channel says it "feels like -16"), I'd go out there and take a picture of them for you; perhaps I can get one before they drop off.
This picturesque weather has meant that the Emperor and I won't be able to scoot over the hill to our old hometown 'Way Out West for a few days between the holidays, which is what we've tried to do since we moved to Smack In The Middle. We miss our friends, but I just don't have a white-knuckle drive in me right now -- we went down to Little Nearby Western Town yesterday for gas and groceries and that was enough. I'm saving what energy I have for winter driving in case we need it on the trip home. There are a couple of sunny days with temperatures in the high 30s projected for next weekend, so we're going to grab them if we can and run.
So, other than admiring icicles and eating, what have I been doing with my time off? For this truly is time off -- I don't have any of my school work with me, and I've only been glancing at my email to make sure that there hasn't been anything "on fire" while I've been lazing my days away. The Emperor gave me DVDs of both seasons of the Miss Fisher Murder Mysteries for Christmas, and all of us have been binge-watching them for four days. I repaired a hole in the toe of one of my socks, and then turned the knitting mojo toward a request from my brother-in-law, the Scot. He showed me his Pinterest pins of kilt-clad beefcakes, all wearing blue Balmoral hats, which are also called "Blue Bonnets" or "Scots Bonnets." I found a pattern (Sally Pointer's Balmoral Bonnet), and Sis produced the yarn, and on Christmas Eve I was off and knitting. I finished the knitting this morning, and when The Scot gets home from work, I'll full it until it fits perfectly. He really rocks a jaunty hat.
Tonight, while we continue to binge on Miss Fisher mysteries, I will work on a little nothing project that I put together a few weeks ago, my "Circular Puff" that I described in my last post. It's the lovely little pouf of mindless knitting that I had hoped, and when it's finished I'll be wearing it to school over a red or a black shirt until spring really does arrive.
Note that I am not saying anything about the Jupiter Cardigan, which is right there in my travel knitting bag. Perhaps if it just accidentally falls into my hands while my brain is otherwise occupied, a little bit of knitting might happen on it, but only if I look the other way, and make no promises.
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