Cooler, but at
least dry. C. came, with an old friend who went on a Majestic Line cruise last
summer (on our recommendation?) and had it cut short by covid. We hobbled
around the garden. My hip is very sore. I encountered a Lenten reflection
yesterday: if a stranger were to take charge of your life, what is the first
thing he would do? I think in my case, it might be to consult a doctor about my
hip, so perhaps I should do that.
Knitting has
progressed well. There are 10 or 12 rounds to go, plus ribbing, on the first
legwarmer, and since the last four rounds before the ribbing are plain vanilla
stripes, no pattern, I am confident of finishing tomorrow. Reasonably
confident. I have looked out an old Calcutta Cup scheme, but need to find the
one I used for wee Hamish’s vest (above) since this will be identical. We have
decided to go for ’21 on the ribwarmers and knit something entirely different
for ’22. Scotland had better lose in ’23. I can’t go on like this.
I did some
looking-out connected with Machu Picchu, too: my notes about how to do an EPS,
notably. I need to find those four issues of Knitter’s in which Meg explains
and expands the pattern.
I lost the eBay
auction. As feared and half- expected, a huge bid trumped me in the final
seconds.
It showed the
destination of one of our walks in Kirkmichael, two or three miles, I might
guess, up Glen Derby, vaguely in the direction of Pitlochry. One walks through
some new-built houses, and then trees, and finally open country with nothing
for miles until you get to the ruins of a small house – “the bothy”, the
destination of the walk. No other habitation within sight, no “infrastructure”.
The postcard was from the first decade of the 20th century, and
showed the house intact, with a bit of garden out in front enclosed by a picket
fence. I have a collection of Kirkmichael postcards. I bid a lot, but somebody
else bid more.
Wordle
I am glad to have made a convert of you, Janet. It is fun, but also gentle. There is much extra fun to be derived from the fact that there is only one per day, and it is the same all over the world.
This morning my two starter words produced all five letters, all in the form of brown tiles. All I had to do was solve the anagram, and I had my Wordle in three. Alas, I am no good at anagrams. I struggled for half an hour and finally gave up. I entered a Jean-word, despite the resolution expressed here yesterday: it used four of my brown tiles, and a letter already eliminated. That yielded two green tiles, and even I was able to slot in the remaining three letters.
Thomas Miles used five today, however. At least I beat him.
Yes, get your hip checked out!
ReplyDeleteWordle in 3 today...Lucky second guess with the four last letters in the right place. My first guess yielded only one correct letter in the wrong place.
ReplyDeleteI agree with having the hip checked. Fear that the doctor may recommend surgery on a painful hip should not discourage you from an appointment. He or she may have various exercises that could alleviate the discomfort or an analgesic.
Sorry you lost out on the auction; that postcard would have brought fond memories.
Wordle - a struggle today - I failed. Sorry about your postcard. I am a keen postcard collector. Not as focused as you. But I do have quite a few postcards of knitters in various countries.
ReplyDeleteI had quite a good laugh from your Scotland better lose in '23 comment.
ReplyDeleteWordle in 5. Sometimes it helps me to put Wordle away and let the subconcious chew on it a bit.
I'm fascinated by that Lenten reflection; an interesting starting point. I shall give it some thought. Hope the doctor appt proves useful.
ReplyDeleteThe starting point comment seems potentially useful.
ReplyDeleteI am quite taken with that reflection. THanks. Also, a friend introduced me to the NYTimes Spelling Bee. DO NOT START this unless you want to while away at least an hour. I made it to genius status yesterday, and today I've decided I have better things to do while waiting for bread to come out of the oven. It is rather addictive. Bread, is, too!
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