Ice fishing!
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A poorly punctuated but pretty passable post
I'm here and glad of it. I had my long awaited first ice fishing experience on wednesday. Yes, that is me in the lifevest with the auger. It defies logic, I know but I felt this maternal and personal preservation desire to bring it along....
and wear it.
I'll have you know, I was warmer than those who wore the fashionable ski parkas. I had my newly knit alpaca scarf and hat and wore them wisely.
I cannot decide if I can share the digital details. While this blog is dedicated to knitting and all, the photo of my new alpaca scarf worn babushka style over new alpaca hat could be fodder for criticism in the eyes of the unkind. Odds are I'll post it, with Lynn's help. I've yet to meet an unkind knitter, and I don't want to start limiting myself now. You'll get a chuckle out of it and it will remind you of my very Hungarian side.
When our host, John, was teaching me to bring up the bait he urged me to watch the line and don't let it tangl...
A realization re: my fellow bloggers in cyberspace
Good Snowy Morning,
As I always say, its great knitting weather today. I allowed myself to post, but will not allow myself to pick up the needles until I walk the Golden in my life for at least 45 minutes. Brrrrrrrr. Must wear Alpaca hat and scarf.
As I enjoy reading others blogs this morning, I realize that most bloggers are not in their 40's. They are younger and much more computer savvy. Could this be why I am still struggling so with the basics of this very fun pasttime? I remind myself:
I had the joy of growing up with telephone that hung on our kitchen wall. Friends marveled at it. It didn't have to sit on a counter.
I also had the pleasure of being on Bozo's Circus. IN REAL TIME.
Shorthand was part of our curriculum. A step above mastering typing skills. You get the picture.
My generation (Oh my I just used that term!) was blessed with NEW MATH, that boggled our parents minds.
I watched Johnny Carson but didn't get the...
