Happy Hallowe'en

Nigel and Ian and I went out for our annual walk through the graveyard yesterday. There are two we like to frequent, this is St. Andrew's on the Red, it's one of the older cemeteries in the area (the other we like is the Lower Fort Gary Cemetery). We've been going for years, but I still find new markers every time we go.



There'd been a bit of snow the night before, which had started to melt and drip off the trees. It made a strange pattern on this headstone and we wondered if underneath it had a name like McKay...



it didn't.



Ian does strange things when we get to this site. This year he crouched under a tree and stayed there for a long, long time while Nigel and I took in the history of the place.



Later, I snapped him skulking around the edge of the church, but he was reluctant to venture in amongst the headstones.



There's a photo from him here in this old post from 2007, sitting in a tree.

Don't know what to make of that boy sometimes...

I finished up the Emily Dickinson shawl (started back in this post). I'd finished the knitting a few weeks back, and have finally blocked it. The silk yarn is so fine you can roll the entire shawl into a ball and fit it into the palm of your hand.



It's got a fabulous spooky quality to it...

Also finished is the Noro Striped Scarf started recently.



Shortly after I started it, I realised the colours were very carnival/tropical...very... Jane. So this one is for you, Jane - you can collect it next week-end when you come to town!

Here' a bit of Belle and Sebastian:



Happy Hallowe'en.

Make Room for Baby

This is the newest addition to our busy household. His name is Baby.

Last winter my friend (Bruce)'s mother (Dolly) passed away and left behind her little white finch who has now found a new home with us. He's very sweet and chirps and flutters most of the day.

***I should mention that he will, in fact, move along with Elly to her new digs if the rental shortage ever lets up - (hee hee, get it, "let's" up, ha ha). Ack, it's late and I should go to bed...***

Gus LOVES Baby and spends most of the day doing this:



He very quietly whimpers too....very sad. He longs to give Baby just one really big kiss - no doubt with his teeth. Don't worry, he's too short to reach the cage, and not nearly bright enough to open it.

While helping Bruce to sort through the estate, we came across this fabulous socialist cookbook:



I haven't tried any of the recipes...



but I love that left wing sense of humour...



this is no frills...



OK, maybe just a bit...



partisan cooking.



Yes! Crush the noodles of oppression!



I'm going to have to try some of these before I return the book.

Off the needles!

The pink and green Noro Striped Scarf:



I found this easy-peasy single rib so therapeutic that I started another one in shades of blue:



I'm finding I desparately need the repetitive motion of knitting something simple while the reno goes along.

This is where my new kitchen sink will someday be:



The furnace ducts went in today (this a pre-installation shot):



And lots and lots of electrical work has been done. Days and days in fact.



I've opted not to photograph every outlet and socket, but here is a shot of the empty wire spools that litter our back garden:



That's a lot of wiring.

Also, a note. August 24th was my second blogiversary and I missed it completely.

Oops! I'm going to blame the reno.

Here's a video to enjoy. It's my favourtie song at the mo', and plays endlessly in my head, and though it has nothing to do with renos, wires, socialist cooking, blogiversaries or birds named Baby, it does mention a scarf...