Come Walk With Me In Fredericton

Saturday, June 2, 2007.



Do you know what kind of plant this is:

Growing up, we called it "honeysuckle"... but honeysuckle usually refers to something else. If you pull out the big petal, there's usually a drop of honey/nectar right at the base that you can lick off. The flowers smell just like honey too.

Look just to the right of the car, and you'll see a gopher:

(click for biggy view... this and all other photos.)



For more of my adventures on Friday and Saturday, click here. Please do... there's some really funny signs from the Owl's Nest bookstore that I didn't want to double post... especially since all these photos are filling up my flickr account.

Come Walk With Me In Fredericton

Friday, June 1, 2007.

Necklace

Necklace (front)

I bought myself a pretty sea glass necklace at the market Saturday morning. I love sea glass, silver, and amethysts... and couldn't resist the combination! The price was quite reasonable at $10 too.

Even the back is pretty:


The black cord is a bit long... I need to shorten it somewhat. I'll do that when I have access to matches (and/or a candle) to prevent the end from fraying. (It's just nylon.)

Spinning

Spinning

The spinning progresses slowly. I work on it every now and again before bed. It's so relaxing! I can't wait to see this plied. :)

Saturday's Sunset

Sunset (June 2)

I'm enjoying these views!

Lobster

No, not dinner... me:

Just call me Rudolph. Like my farmer tan?

What caused this? A fun, two-hour canoe ride on the St. John River yesterday afternoon.





I'm kind of curious what this plant is:

It's leaves look like columbine, but it's flower buds don't.

Found On Flickr

vogeltjes (birds) quilt

Adorable!

Found On Flickr

detalj av bladmönstrad sjal

Absolutely gorgeous! (It's times like these that I wish lace didn't kick my butt.)

Yesterday's Sunset

Sunset

As seen from my office.

Old?!?

Do I look *old*?!?

I went to bed early last night... I had stayed up late the night before (there was a fascinating 3 part series on PBS on "Craft in America") and was tired. Around 11:30 pm I was awakened by some people talking rather loudly in the hall. *grump* I got up to use the bathroom, but didn't bother with my glasses. (I'm not that blind.) I kind of had my eyes screwed up because of the light after being in the dark, and not wearing my glasses. As I crossed the hall and entered the bathroom, I heard the girls voices hush and one of them tell the other "she's so *old*!" (I'm pretty sure that's what she said. But who knows... perhaps in my old age I'm going deaf and misheard.)

What!?!?!? Where does she get off saying that! Harumph! Stupid whipper-snapper!