Close calls

I missed most of yesterday. There was cold, nasty rain all day. I took out the trash in the morning and called venturing out of the question. This morning my trash cans are at attention at the road and I'm good to go myself.

Here is the new haircut, on my way to lunch with Ruth. The green scarf was for the holiday. I cannot locate my Erin go bragh pin. I'm out of places, except, obviously, where it is. 

It was wonderful to see each other; we'll do it again. The only news to report is that we are growing older. 

You may recall I was hurrying to finish a pair of socks, to begin a new pair. Suddenly I was encountering a split in the yarn and tied a knot, to work in later. I looked at the inside after a bit and knew I could not wear a sock with eight or ten knots. I marked the edges, pulled out three needles and ripped out at least an inch.

Back on the needles and a little knitted. It seems a moth attacked the ball of yarn. I also hustled that bit of discarded yarn out to the trash. I do not have any cat proof waste basket.

The amaryllis continues its confounding way. The leaves simply are big beyond imagining. It swoons over my kitchen table. The two little growths on each side that could have been new blooms simply withered away. A new leaf has emerged from the center.

My googled instructions are to follow the plant's lead. The leaves will collapse, as did the blossom stalks, and then it's time to cut them off and consign the pot to the back of the closet. I'm also instructed to continue watering up to that time. I feel that all that water is keeping the cells intact. But if I quit watering, will I kill it?

In the midst of all this pondering, my wonderful little motion sensor light fell from it's place on the wall again, and this time must be the last. Although stuck up with factory supplied double sided tape, its weight exceeded the sticking ability of the tape. Two sets of tape were supplied, and I went through both. What to do? How to hang it up? 

The little light lived on the dryer for a couple of days while I considered hanging it, but how? I have those hooks to be peeled off when done, but how to supply the loop for hanging. I considered twisted cord, but then I would have to stop tying on the new warp to make that.

Rustling around the waste basket for a safe place to dispose of that yarn, I did find one of those nasty wires that close up bread bags. It was mine!

    

I put it down with a strip of paper tape and then a layer of gorilla glue. The cat was all attention from the tower as I used the chest of drawers for a work surface. As I was spreading on the glue, he flashed into my line of sight and I barely swept his nose from the glue. Such a cat.