So I’ve been sick for the last 4 days

Not like really REALLY sick, but enough to keep me halfway to miserable and yet still ambulatory.  Fortunately, I’m not too sick to knit.  Almost zero homeschooling and no blogging to speak of this week; still having enough computer issues to keep me from doing that rather important demo for the wedding…and Studmuffin is rather irritated with me on top of all o’ that.

I have SO many good things to blog about from the last 3 or 4 weeks but it won’t be today…or perhaps til Monday even. Always remember and never forget that my thoughts are like butterflies these days….hope to catch a few of those thoughts real soon.

Now to catch up with a few photo captions:

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This is the cashmere lace shawl I’m working on.  I’ve ripped this bad boy out SEVERAL times, but now things are going well, and it is bigger than this now.  A few more “arty” shots:

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This cashmere is undyed Ecco Cashmere – a dream to work with….

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This is a free pattern by Miriam “the Lace Genius” Felton : Adamas Shawl.

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SO eight years ago today, the twin towers of the World Trade Center came down. It doesn’t seem that long ago…  Loads and loads of songs and poems have been written about those events.  I cannot say that I have read or heard ALL of them, but of the many that I have, this is my favorite.

You can hear it here

City of Dreams by David Wilcox & Pierce Pettis

From the top of the towers
You could see past the narrows
Past our lady of the harbor
To the broad, open sea
See the curve of the earth
On the vast, blue horizon
From the world?s greatest city
In the land of the free

All the brave men and women
that you never would notice
From the precincts and fire halls
The first on the scene
Storming into the buildings
On the side of the angels
They were gone in an instant
In the belly of the beast

CHORUS

We are children of slavery
children of immigrants
Remnants of tribes and their tired refugees
As the walls tumble down
We are stronger together
Stronger than we ever knew we could be
As strong as that statue that stands for the promise
Of liberty here in this city of dreams
Liberty here in this city of dreams

All the flags on front porches
And banners of unity
Spanning the bridges
From the top of the fence
As we heal up the wounds
And take care of each other
There’s more love in this nation
Than hate and revenge

CHORUS

We are children of slavery
children of immigrants
Remnants of tribes and their tired refugees
As the walls tumble down
We are stronger together
Stronger than we ever knew we could be
As strong as that statue that stands for the promise
Of liberty here in this city of dreams
Liberty here in this city of dreams

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