… and bundle off!
Here’s what I packaged up to send to Iraq. What you can’t see underneath is a bunch of knitting needles in sizes I had duplicated, several yards of cotton and flannel fabrics, a case of sewing threads and needles, a cloth tape measure, a box of pins, etc. I was going to mail it yesterday, but my husband reminded me an APO package of this weight has to go to the counter, and our post office doesn’t have counter hours on the weekend. So the dear man is going to mail it for me first thing on Tuesday.
We’re having a quiet long weekend here, except that my parents have come to visit with their 10-month-old Labrador so there’s a good deal of enthusiastic dog wrestling with a soundtrack like feeding time in the bear pit. The weather has been wetter and windier than we’ve had in a long time. I’m organizing the Woolery, vowing not to buy yarn for a long while, watching the Vuelta a España, drinking tea, and trying to finish Mr. G’s new sweater. (One sleeve to go, plus a bit of surgery to lengthen the body by an inch or two–Meg Swansen’s trick of casting on a sweater body provisionally so you can check the size once it’s assembled and then knit down to the hem would have served me well here.) There’s been some light cookery as well. Here’s a picture for John, who told me he likes the vegetable posts:
Last night’s dinner was artichokes with lemon butter, roasted Brussels sprouts with butter and fresh sage, and sautéed rock fish for them as eats it. All locally grown, and the fish caught by Mr. G or one of his relations a few weeks ago on a deep sea fishing excursion. (Photography by my dad; food styling by my mom. Tea towel with embroidered owls a birthday gift from Marika.)


