A better view of the octopus hat. The recipient says the day it arrived he wore it all evening watching telly. In August. Whether he will wear it again I don't know, it is rather large and floppy.
The comma butterfly again. Faded elegance. It seems to like purplish things, which flatter it.
Another flying insect on another DYC.
Another bee on another echinacea, another echinacea doing its Fibonacci thing. I love them.
And these sunflowers, which come in a marvellous range of colours, with several flowers to a stem, talking to the leeks about what it must be like to perennialise.
Luxuriance, rather dried and Augustified.
Bread for honey. Un grand complet, pas tranché.
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Recipient of the octopus hat? Is that me you are talking about? Now Peggy get another Chinese burn
Augustified? A fine word! And that bread is aching for some fine French butter and then honey to top it off. Yum!
Anon - stop it, horrid person. We'll have her taken into care (ours), and then I'll knit you the Victorian capelet, and the electric granny vest. You've been warned!
Cat - I made it up! It's good bread, I can tell you.
Love the masterpiece hat. To bad you don't know any small people with large heads.
You seem in an evocative mood. I just flicked in and out of kolo.kolo.mlynsky:::, Julia's blog frozen for ever, it seems, on November 11, 2013. Normally I divide time into the present and the long-since-past. This is one of the sparkly bits in between and reminds me of the passage of time, something I don't usually concern myself with. A community much changed. Never mind, when it's cold I shall wear my long long scarf so that it gets in the way of my fingers on the keyboard, interfering with the process of hitting the alphabet with any kind of consistency. Hemingway spoke of the need to slow down his writing - standing at a sort of prie dieux and using a carpenter's pencil. Unable, nevertheless, to hold sentimentality at bay, something I appear to be succumbing to.
Ellena - thank you. In fact many quite large people don't seem to mind whimsical motifs in their knitting - cephalopods were specifically requested. I can wear quite large hats as I have a large head and quite a lot of hair to keep them on, but not everyone does!
Robbie - I know sentimentality has to be kept at bay, but let's not confuse it with a natural sadness and regret at the passing of time and the changes and losses it brings, or simply with the warming and softening effects of attachment. We aren't Buddhists after all! Autumn is palpably round the corner, with its shifting, poignant light and colours, and it tends to prompt such feelings, along with a reaching for the woolly knitwear. I sometimes fear I'm getting rather unoriginal and repetitive here, heaven knows how many times I've photographed and posted sunflowers and courgettes and echinacea and ragged butterflies. But that's how it is, and what's there, there might be nothing new to observe but there's always something to observe and it's that or stop blogging and just observe it to myself, and I know now I can't do that. because of the friendship and love I have found and wish to maintain here, for as long as possible anyway. Julia has been a sad loss, it's true, I always rather thought one day we'd get to Prague and look her up; we could make Prague now but I no longer feel that contact is there. I could of course e-mail her and try to find out how and where she is, but blogging keeps doors and windows open in a particular way. I'd miss it if it wasn't there.
Here I am again, dawdling, late to the event. Your blog is beautiful and I don't care how many times I see a coneflower, keep on truckin'. The butterfly in the next post is exquisite, you do the NAmericans a service.
That hat really is fab.
great hat! and delicious photos, both square and rectangular.
the bread is a thing of beauty x
Love the hat! I too have a large head and lots of hair, which prevents me from wearing some nice ladies hats, though knits are usually good.
Also love the echinacea and DYCs and sunflowers. Never too many. I'm always sad at the diminishing sunlight hours and all it portends as I crave sunlight. I get over it eventually in the fall. But our winter was dreadful last year and feel a bit of panic thinking of the possibility of another like it. So maybe I can inoculate myself with lots of flowers and sunshine - and pics of such to look back at 5 or 6 months from now when I'll really need them!
Glorious pics as ever, Lucy.
Still catching up with blog readings after a slothful summer, I am delighted by the treasures here - the new header photo, the hat, the most colourful flowers!
Our four month drought has dried up so much in my garden but we finally have rain. How happy we are now and must remind ourselves of that when the Novemeber monsoons come - hah!
the hat is a marvel ... so much harmony in one small object
Thanks all, drifted off again there!
I've been catching up on your latest posts today, and I love what you find in the world. Like in the other post with the raindrops on the fennel - the last photo and its reflection.
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