socks...socks and more ....look at this ...Eggs and Onions

this is one of the post ... that is only in draft and I will fill in the blanks...later...
What this "newsletter "  is about is the sam"ole" same "ole" of everyday life.
Life remains the same century to century..
At the beginning God gave man and woman clothes,  cause they didn't need him..
Well,  kindness is allowing you to read.  You are reading about the yearly pledge-a-thon..

passion .
dim candle was all we needed
a dim candle is all we got.. 72 hour kitchen...
72 hours of togetherness...um
72 hours of from start to finish.... raw materials...turned into something useable..
then spun or woven...then made into cloth...clothes.
72 hours of crafting...

"living off the land
with this bandit
as if he were my man
Tryin' to tell everyone
I'm doing the best I can..."

Link  ..
On living In A Shoe ...
Van Gogh....the Potato Eaters
socks ...socks?
Link  ...
everything old is new again ..
 J's knit and purl jam (youTube)
Movie ?  

Reference making a toy snake.... etc ...
Recipe ...
carrot soup ..tomato tart ..
.Cat Bordhi
last entry was the tube sock .... so ...
I am going to try to finish by the 23rd ....

on still life ...

By:  carmen bethel

like the painters of old ... Still Life ...socks are my still life ...
the usefulness...
the anatomy ...
application of color ...
the tube .. types of heels (over the years) ..
sideways ... two needle ... crocheted or knitted ..
gauge ... color ... materials  (yarn)... tools

why ...what... who... when ... where

why not start the day off right  ..
by ending with a good night ...
 ... wear your socks to bed ...

Taps
Day is done, gone the sun
From the lakes, from the hills, from the sky
All is well, safely rest
God is nigh.
Fading light dims the sight
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright
From afar, drawing near
Falls the night.
Thanks and praise for our days
Neath the sun, neath the stars, neath the sky
As we go, this we know
God is nigh.

I am thinking about the 72 hour knit-in .... it will soon be October ...
Is America a country that has no culture of it's own...?  What will be
knitting for 72 hours ... well,  one thing will be funeral socks...like why not knit
a pair of socks to wear to your own funeral ... (wicked witch type scene)
Ladies ... are you a pants person ... socks  for your last scene...

Click the link to go to Ravelry ... and try out a new sock heel ...
fish-lips-kiss-heel

how to look at this ... moment in time...

a little ni--er slept in the woods
Lying on his back,  looking at a cloud
Had to say out loud
I am a man
a little ni--er slept in the woods...

ancient times ...the thumb print was a person signature...
today... a signature for summer could be ...
"a little ni--er"

Some people call it the enyzme diet...
nothing with melon... meat is not use a
source for protein... a lot of juicing...

Swap?

the UFO swap ....

nothing unusal....On being Black

this health thing is very interesting... try an
afternoon cup of "coffee" (recipe below)
and a 2 mile walk...in the morning...


Shadow in the fog
Night hiding in the creases of the day
sky and sea
No matter what I remember
It is another day

Each of us has only one life ..

what this amounts to is :
one tablespoon chicory
one tablespoon dandelion powder
three tablespoons Pero
40 or more ounces of water....
not exact... for an one of a kind cup of  coffee..

to continue...
a little ni--er slept in the woods...
afternoon played a song ...
in his memory
a little ni--er slept in the woods

life ..?

I am so excited... "going healthy"
I am having garlic soup... nothing fancy...
and I want to try to make a bread recipe...
using celery,  carrots and walnut flour...
of course I need something to drink...
this entry was to be about ...a collective
of women working for 30 days
straight ... making merchandise for the swap-flea market ..
a pair of garter stitch socks ...done on two needles  ..
spiral ribbing...
and how it is natural to make two so as to have a pair...
unless you are special and were born with three feet...
hunch back born with three feet
     After Thought Heel
I accept the facts I can
I can
connect
I am different,  yet the same
I am
lame
sorrow has no4 walls
www.developinghealthyhabits.com
I never have time and life is escaping me... and soup
turns out to be... boiled mashed garlic turned into a peanut butter
spread.... on commercial bread...

thinking of my Mother ....

Post by:  carmen bethel
http://meatthat.livejournal.com

An old woman was sweeping her house, and she found a little crooked sixpence. "What," said she, "shall I do with this little sixpence? I will go to market, and buy a little pig."
As she was coming home, she came to a stile. But the piggy wouldn't go over the stile. She went a little further, and she met a dog. So she said to him, "Dog! Dog! Bite pig. Piggy won't go over the stile; and I shan't get home tonight." But the dog wouldn't. She went a little further, and she met a stick. So she said, "Stick! Stick! Beat dog! Dog won't bite pig; piggy won't get over the stile; and I shan't get home tonight." But the stick wouldn't. She went a little further, and she met a fire. So she said, "Fire! Fire! Burn stick. Stick won't beat dog; dog won't bite pig; piggy won't get over the stile; and I shan't get home tonight." But the fire wouldn't. She went a little further, and she met some water. So she said, "Water! Water! Quench fire. Fire won't burn stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't bite pig; piggy won't get over the stile; and I shan't get home tonight." But the water wouldn't. She went a little further, and she met an ox. So she said, "Ox! Ox! Drink water. Water won't quench fire; fire won't burn stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't bite pig; piggy won't get over the stile; and I shan't get home tonight." But the ox wouldn't. She went a little further and she met a butcher. So she said, "Butcher! Butcher! Kill ox. Ox won't drink water; water won't quench fire; fire won't burn stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't bite pig; piggy won't get over the stile; and I shan't get home tonight." But the butcher wouldn't. She went a little further, and she met a rope. So she said, "Rope! Rope! Hang butcher. Butcher won't kill ox; ox won't drink water; water won't quench fire; fire won't burn stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't bite pig; piggy won't get over the stile; and I shan't get home tonight." But the rope wouldn't. She went a little further, and she met a rat. So she said, "Rat! Rat! Gnaw rope. Rope won't hang butcher, butcher won't kill ox; ox won't drink water; water won't quench fire; fire won't burn stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't bite pig; piggy won't get over the stile; and I shan't get home tonight." But the rat wouldn't. She went a little further, and she met a cat. So she said, "Cat! Cat! Kill rat. Rat won't gnaw rope; rope won't hang butcher; butcher won't kill ox; ox won't drink water; water won't quench fire; fire won't burn stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't bite pig; piggy won't get over the stile; and I shan't get home tonight." But the cat said to her, "If you will go to yonder cow, and fetch me a saucer of milk, I will kill the rat." So away went the old woman to the cow. But the cow said to her, "If you will go to yonder haystack, and fetch me a handful of hay, I'll give you the milk." So away went the old woman to the hay-stack; and she brought the hay to the cow. As soon as the cow had eaten the hay, she gave the old woman the milk; and away she went with it in a saucer to the cat. As soon as the cat had lapped up the milk, the cat began to kill the rat; the rat began to gnaw the rope; the rope began to hang the butcher; the butcher began to kill the ox; the ox began to drink the water; the water began to quench the fire; the fire began to burn the stick; the stick began to beat the dog; the dog began to bite the pig; the little pig in a fright jumped over the stile; and so the old woman got home that night.