March - It's been real

I'd like to translate the gorgeous pattern on this apple to cloth. Seriously, click on the image to enlarge it. It's fabulous!

If I ate the apple - one a day to keep the doctor away - maybe then I would not have awakened in the early hours a few days ago, wondering what hideous new pain was besetting my body. I am greatly indebted to the awesome volunteers of the West Redding Volunteer Fire Department.  Not only did they quickly arrive at my house and carry me away to the hospital, they also managed to convince me I really did want to put on pants first. In my defense, I was a bit delirious, partly from having put up with the pain for an hour or so and mostly from having found some narcotics leftover from a dental procedure. In the ambulance, Celia kept me calm and and Joe (I think his name was Joe, but Doug says it was John) gave me morphine. And once I had enough morphine in me, they both politely listened while I attempted to tell a somewhat off color joke I had seen on Facebook. Here's the joke:

facebook-joke

Maybe part of the reason I find this to be funny is because my "old man" is finally going to retire, after a mere 44 years with IBM. I am so happy that he is going to be free to pursue what interests him. We have been nudging him toward retirement for quite a while now. I began to believe he might just never make the leap. It will be interesting to see what he does since he has many talents.

For a happy and delicious wrap up, let me share what I did as a result of visiting Gwen Buchanan's glorious blog, Desideratum.

Here is the post where Gwen shares her recipe for dinner rolls (among other things), which I used for my small loaves. 

Oh, and the horrific pain (for those of you who haven't already guessed) was a kidney stone. Drink more water!

Hookers find haven in Redding

It seems there is quite an active group of hookers in the area of Fairfield County (CT) where I live. Ha, ha, ha - not that kind of hooker. 

LAUGHTER, HOOKED BY JUNE MYLES OF REDDING, CT

I wonder how many lame hooker jokes this group of fiber loving artists has endured over the years. My apologies for adding to the inanity ... 'tis my juvenile sense of humor rearing it's oversized, infantile head.

CHRISTMAS IS NEVER FAR AWAY, HOOKED BY MELINDA WOLLCOTT OF WILTON, CT

Every year the hookers display their recent work at the beautiful Mark Twain Library. Yes, Mark Twain lived in Redding and he gave us our library, among other things.

CHRISTMAS ORNAMENTS, HOOKED BY BEVERLY OSGOOD OF RIDGEFIELD, CT

It was just a lucky accident that I stopped in at the library yesterday. I didn't even realize that the rugs were up. I'm so glad I got to see them. They simultaneously soothe and stimulate this artist's soul. 

B IS FOR BIRD, HOOKED BY MELINDA WOLLCOTT OF WILTON, CT

"Fiber art refers to fine art whose material consists of natural or synthetic  and other components, such as fabric or yarn. It focuses on the materials and on the manual labour on the part of the artist as part of the works' significance, and prioritizes aesthetic value over utility." (Wikipedia)

PAINTING WITH WOOL & PAINTBRUSH, HOOKED BY JUNE MYLES OF REDDING, CT

God is in the detail.