Thanks for your comment, Marie, and for your gentle language on so emotive a topic. Joe has an interesting post (Sept. 8) about the man on the off-site parking jitney (what on earth do those words mean?) who is going to vote for McCain because he likes him better. Maybe that’s what it comes down to for all of us. How can a knitter not love Obama, remembering this?
But I am writing on the day when Lehman Brothers went down. These are times such as none of us has ever experienced. Our savings are at stake, our jobs, our children’s jobs, our grandchildren’s future. We can grit our teeth and handle taxes – the link stash haus provided sounds to me like a sober and balanced article about the difference between the candidates’ tax plans. Chaos is another matter.
Neither candidate claims to understand much about economics. (Does anyone, I sometimes wonder?) I trust Obama to have a better sense of what is happening on the city streets and in the suburbs, than a man who lives on a ranch and loses count of how many other houses he has. I trust Obama to take good advice. McCain has a vile temper -- I don't like that. I’m scared.
Shan, I haven’t heard from Astor about that barrister’s wig pattern. I tried Ravelry, but it provided only a link to her website, where I’d already been. I haven’t got much time. I don’t suppose anybody actually has it? I would promise on scout’s honour to pay Astor twice what she’s asking for it, when I finally hear from her, if I could have it today or tomorrow.
Meanwhile I moved peacefully forward with the Princess. I spent some time yesterday thinking about how far there is to go, which is not the way to enjoy Princess-knitting. It should be pure process.
The trouble is, when one finally arrives at the centre, it is with a considerable sense of home-stretch-achieved. The page of chart looks easy and fun, a bagatelle compared to the three folding pages of chart one has just finished for the border. One soon realizes that the page is only a minute slice of centre, just to get you started, and that the home stretch goes all the way around the course, more than once.
My hope is to get to some imperfectly-imagined point from which it is possible to conceive of finishing the centre, before laying it aside again to knit Ketki’s Calcutta Cup sweater. At the very least, the band with the Cup and the date, which comes just above the ribbing, must be done this year. When that sweater is done, I hope to return to the Princess and press forward until she really is finished – except that at some point along there, the programme for the 2009 Strathardle Highland Gathering will be published: my chance to redeem the failure of the dinosaurs.