Saturday, April 21, 2018

Caturday!


Amuse me, hoomin.  I'm bored.

Thursday, April 19, 2018

Grrrsday


Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Punting


Because I don't have anything of my own scanned today, I am offering a link to a French vintage enthusiast's blog.  Every Monday she posts scans from her collection of fashion, sewing and knitting magazines (click on Vintagerie for back issues).

Even if you don't parlez-vous, they're a lot of fun to page through.


Monday, April 16, 2018

Vintage Advertising - Kestos Swimwear


Image from patricia's wonderful site, posted because it has been snowing on and off all day and I'm a cruel person.

Saturday, April 14, 2018

Friday, April 13, 2018

Quote Of The Day


It is in truth a most contagious game;
Hiding the Skeleton shall be its name. ~ George Meredith

Thursday, April 12, 2018

Grrrsday


And in other news -- it snowed last weekend.  I spent this afternoon out in the back yard, wearing a tank top and pedal pushers.

According to an ominous email I got from the National Weather Service, it's going to snow again this weekend.

Monday, April 9, 2018

Doggie Valium, Maybe?


Since late Saturday afternoon Batdog has been acting as though he's trying to tell us that Timmy has fallen down the well.  We can't figure out what's bothering him and it's driving us crazy.

Vintage Images - Winter


Timing is everything.  Brian brought the patio furniture out this week and it snowed last night.

Saturday, April 7, 2018

Caturday!


Thursday, April 5, 2018

Grrrsday


Wednesday, April 4, 2018

An Orthopedic Status Symbol


You fractured a rib tripping over Aunt Glady's porch steps.   I fractured a rib because the Right Honorable Earl of Strathmore and Kinghorne needs to do something about that muddy bit between the gift shop and the coach park.

(Having a high pain threshold is not an unmixed blessing.  It didn't dawn on me that I'd broken anything until after I got back).


Monday, April 2, 2018

A Small Price To Pay


The Visa bill came Saturday.

Although (as you can see by Wednesday's post) I did buy a fair amount of yarn, the real big-ticket item was a cherry-red, crew-necked cashmere sweater.

Although I planned to visit some thrift shops while I was in Scotland I only made it to a handful, and none in Edinburgh. I just ran out of time.  

And wind.  It wasn't that I did so much walking (not nearly as much as in Italy, for example, where one tour member with a Fitbit clocked us at forty-eight miles in eight days), it's just that in Scotland everything is either at the very top or the very bottom of a hill. 

Saturday, March 31, 2018

Caturday!


Friday, March 30, 2018

Quote Of The Day




Travel makes one modest; you see what a tiny place you occupy in the world.  ~ Gustave Flaubert

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

He Has A Point


Six women stagger out of the Edinburgh Yarn Festival venue, heavily laden with bags and purchases, and crawl into a taxi.  

Driver (eyeing the lot):  Wouldnae it be cheaper tae just tak' a sheep home wid ye?

Monday, March 12, 2018

Just A Wee Trip


Off to the Edinburgh Yarn Festival.  See you in a few weeks!

Saturday, March 10, 2018

Caturday!


Friday, March 9, 2018

Quote of the Day





The wanton troopers, riding by
Have shot my fawn and it must die.
Ungentle men!  They cannot thrive 
To kill thee. ~ Andrew Marvell

Saturday, March 3, 2018

It Is A Truth Universally Acknowledged


That if you want decent coffee in a Red Cross DRO, you have to make it yourself.