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do i have soup in my hair?
Not a question one often has cause to ask, but I was reheating the slow-cooked lentil and vegetable soup for today's tea, and it gets awfully volcanic. I wonder if it's the induction hob, which means the heat is all transmitted into the saucepan at the bottom, instead of also around the sides the way a gas hob would. I thought the eruptions had approximately a metre's diameter, but it turned out there were splotches of soup about five feet away (on the floor) and it spat so high I got some on my hair. Exciting times.
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BIL is visiting this week, for Beast's birthday (on Friday). He is a very easy house guest. Sable cannot decide whether to flee his presence or tolerate him, but, to be fair, she's that way about Beast and Me as often as not.
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Although I have two knitting projects on the go, a Christmas sweater of great tastefulness, and another Bambara wrap in smoke and lavender, I have taken to producing sensory muffs in the last couple of days. They use up some of the endless supply of part-balls in my stash, plus are a great deal more mindless, because although the Bambara lace pattern is really easy, it still requires a modicum of attention, and I am at the yoke-reducing stage of the sweater, and there are snowflakes. It is all too mind-taxing.
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Now, then. Instagram. How does it work, and do I need one?
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There are hints of autumn colour here and there in the world—I noticed some when I went to Sainsburys (where they have moved everything around, so thoughtful when one is doing one's best to shop quickly)—but mostly things are still green and it is raining a great deal. I like chill, bright October days with magnificent trees, but I suppose it must be a bit early. The beech has a few flecks of yellow. The sweet chestnuts have been dispensing their spiked cannonballs in great heaps, and their leaves are turning brown. Not much sycamore colour yet. :-(
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BIL is visiting this week, for Beast's birthday (on Friday). He is a very easy house guest. Sable cannot decide whether to flee his presence or tolerate him, but, to be fair, she's that way about Beast and Me as often as not.
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Although I have two knitting projects on the go, a Christmas sweater of great tastefulness, and another Bambara wrap in smoke and lavender, I have taken to producing sensory muffs in the last couple of days. They use up some of the endless supply of part-balls in my stash, plus are a great deal more mindless, because although the Bambara lace pattern is really easy, it still requires a modicum of attention, and I am at the yoke-reducing stage of the sweater, and there are snowflakes. It is all too mind-taxing.
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Now, then. Instagram. How does it work, and do I need one?
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There are hints of autumn colour here and there in the world—I noticed some when I went to Sainsburys (where they have moved everything around, so thoughtful when one is doing one's best to shop quickly)—but mostly things are still green and it is raining a great deal. I like chill, bright October days with magnificent trees, but I suppose it must be a bit early. The beech has a few flecks of yellow. The sweet chestnuts have been dispensing their spiked cannonballs in great heaps, and their leaves are turning brown. Not much sycamore colour yet. :-(
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A slightly too-early happy birthday to Beast! Give him a hug from me.
Smoke and lavender sounds like a lovely colour combination for a wrap. And so does the sweater, snowflakes are always so pretty. Good luck with both of them and also with the mindless muffs!
We also have lots of green still but autumn is definitely here. We actually had frost in the morning for a couple of days early this week!
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I am looking forward to having knitted the wrap and the sweater. Hmm.