Absolutely Zero Progress
On any front whatsoever
For the past week we’ve been getting a dusting of snow each night while we sleep. Not enough to be problematic, just enough that in the morning the yard looks like a lovely fondant wedding cake topped by sugar-dusted pine trees instead of little people. And then the dog runs through it like Godzilla and smashes everything.
But this weekend we got a humdinger of a snowstorm and Gigi was beside herself with joy.
Speaking of wedding cakes (not), I’ve emailed five men on Match. Three of them outright rejected me, including one who was a history buff (why?? I was prepared to discuss the WWII African campaign with him). Maybe they hate dogs or are looking to get married soon—I did get contacted by one guy who said he wanted to be married by the end of 2022, so that was a no on my end. At any rate, I’m 0-5 on Match. Might have to revamp the ol’ profile.
Last week I went stash diving to see if I had yarn to knit Sous Sous and found a FOURTH unfinished sweater in a bin in my closet. It only needs a sleeve cuff and a hood. Phil was alive when I started this sweater and I have no idea why I set it aside. It has no fit issues. It’s possible that I thought I was running out of the yarn, but I also found the last untouched skein. Finishing that sweater is next on my knitting plate.
In the meantime, I finished a shawl:
The yarn is single-ply handspun. Apparently I have an affinity for the colors purple and green together, because twice now I’ve bought purple and green fiber. The first time was a full pound that I bought from Spinners Hill probably close to twenty years ago. After spinning and knitting two sample squares, I decided it looked like blueberry vomit and gave it to Carole. I think with colors that vibrant you’re better off not plying. I know that now, but I didn’t know that then. I mean, if I had to compare this shawl to blueberries, I’d call it more “chopped blueberries” than “blueberry vomit.”
Things I think about in the shower:
If the Museum of Fine Arts is returning looted artwork, what does that mean for its vast collection of ancient artifacts? I understand the linked situation is different, but Greece has been after the Elgin Marbles for decades, and I imagine the MFA has a few items their original nation would like returned. Like the magnificent monumental statue of Juno they just unveiled, for instance. How do museums hold onto archeological finds? Do they just display them until their country of origin asks for them back?
This is a great story: https://www.washingtonpost.com/history/2022/01/22/virginia-plantation-slavery-owners-history/?utm_source=pocket-newtab