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| back side lighting from other side Lumiere derriere et a cote |
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| front lighting Lumiere devant |
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| Side lighting lumiere a cote |
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| back lighting Lumiere derriere |
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| backside lighting Lumiere derriere et a cote |
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| back side lighting from other side Lumiere derriere et a cote |



I am a non-knitter. I've tried really. I knitted a baby sweater but brought it to my friend and said help me. I can't see dropped stitches or read patterns, put in button holes or knit pieces together. I've knitted a scarf but it isn't the prettiest. I can cast on but can't really remember to cast off and forget about counting. I am not a knitter. My friend however is a knitter. She is very good at it. The stuff she makes is adorable. The baby hats and sweaters she makes should be sold at a high end specialty shops. If that isn't all, she makes these mittens that have very intricate patterns. They are traditional Scandinavian mittens with the pointed ends. The yarn she works with is delicate and so very soft. Still that isn't all, she makes these bags that are beautiful. What she does with two sticks and a ball of yarn is called art. It isn't done overnight, it takes a lot of time and patience to create this. She follows a blog of another knitter. Last night four of us took a little road trip to see the Yarn Harlot as she is called for a book reading. I am not a knitter. But I went with my friends and had an absolutely wonderful time. I may have been the only non-knitter in the room besides the token husband trying to get out of the doghouse. We sat down and everyone pulled out their knitting. I pulled out sudoku. I can play and listen at the same time. She read excerpts out of her book and they were funny. It's a collection of short stories that are hilarious that happen to revolve around knitting. It almost but not quite made me want to try knitting again. I quickly came to my senses. There is just no way I could do it. My friend however I find amazing.
This year we have celebrated more of his birthday's together than apart. I wish I could say that we are having a party and I'm pampering him but alas that is not the case due to activities. Last night I made him a BLT sand which and blackberry pie for dinner. He had soccer practice so usually doesn't eat much those nights. I had a little time before practice and thought I'd get a great photo of him and write something mushy but the guy is extremely uncomfortable having his picture taken. So instead I photographed him doing what he does every night when he comes home. He wanders around the backyard looking at his plants. He starts at the blueberry bushes, working his way around clockwise. He mentally takes note of new growth, looks at the leaves and for fruit. If there is a plant bearing fruit he grazes a little. I don't think a raspberry has made into the house. The dog wanders with him and they snack together on what they find. Even in the winter he does this. It has become a ritual and I think a time to relax.