Resurrected

Both of these shots were taken from the former garbage dump site in our town.  Out of the garbage a golf course high on a hill was created.  You can see the city from the driving range, and you can see the Techny Towers (a religious Seminary) too.  Whenever I am up there, I feel peaceful.

Also resurrected......my, our, computer.  Again, big thanks to Katherine for posting images earlier in the week.  While I love your suggestions one and all,  and I'd love to find an adult sippy cup, there will be no beverages near my work station anymore.  Lessons, that's plural, learned.

Three times now I've resurrected the QuoV. yarn from Emily's giveaway.  It has yet to find its permanent shape.  I successfully cast on for two garments and didn't like either.  While I was happy that I could, indeed, knit the sea foam scarf pattern, it didn't' do the yarn justice.  I frogged after two repeats of the pattern.  Earlier on the beach yesterday, I tried to  cast on with the same yarn and a different shawl pattern.  I fought with it too much.  Quo V.  frogged again.

Today, the bamboo is trying to be the Simple Ridges Shawlette.  So far so good.  (Linda Blakely pattern)

I"m hoping our lawn gets resurrected from its brown, dry dormancy. The heat has beaten it down, and I refuse to water a lawn.  Vegetables and flowers can get the water, but not the lawn.

The cicadas are singing again and I love that summery sound.   They are so cool resurrected from their shells each year.....

and finally,
Helo is now resurrected to Hero.  Fireman says if the cat is going to live with us, he cannot live with that name.  So we came up with Hero instead of Helo.  I  fell in love with the idea as soon as he suggested it.  Hero is starting to play with Bea each night around dusk.  Hero is beautiful. Wait till I show him to you.

Anything  come to life again in your neck of the woods?