Let me call this, Walks with Beauty because without going walkabout I would never have met this beautiful tree.
Once upon a time there was a unknown conifer down on another street and it had these beautiful pine cones growing on the tips of the branches. The looked just like a fully opened rose.
I picked a few up very day whenever I walked that way. Soon there where quite a few of them and certainly enough to make a wreath with. Most of them came from the tree after it had to be cut down. A wind storm blew a big limb over into a neighbor's roof, from which it took a healthy sized chunk. It was expensive to fix, so the owner of the tree, deciding that he now had a dangerous tee, just cut it down. Drought had made it weak, and there was no choice.
The day it was cut down, I ran home for my big laundry basket, and hot footed it back down to grab all the fabulous cones I could before their beauty had attracted a crowd of crafters. These are what I have left from that time.
Have you ever seen ones like this before?
Ravelymics event sock is about three inches long. So much (too much) excitement in this last week. There was a lot of activity at our neighbor's house, and it may be that the man is finally being moved down closer to his family. I certainly hope so. So long as the memories are happy, being close to one's family is very important at any age of the life cycle.
We almost got a spiffy new cell phone but the man selling them at Costco was misinformed. DH regrets the four hours of trying to sort it all out, so that our daughter could be in the family plan. I wanted to text message like a mad woman, too, as I hear that it's lots and lots of fun!
Happy knitting to Team Resolutions 2008! May we win ourselves something cute and "hot" even. I'd go for "hot" myself.