Kelly's Green: gardens, books, yarn, laundry...

Because they're here at last

So I'm out in front of the house, on my knees in the near-mud, leaning way in to shoot the crocuses and snowdrops that are finally, finally blooming—and a neighbor who's running by stops and asks what I'm doing. 

"Um, photographing the flowers."

"Why?"

Why? 

(So nice not to have to explain why here.)

FYI, not the same neighbor who loaned me her dandelion weeder last summer.

And, knitters —especially if you're here via Mason-Dixon—I swear I haven't forgotten how. Winter F.O.'s to come.

Winter into, um, winter

6 inches of snow last night and today.  March in New Hampshire.....

(Something new over there on the right: Twittering @KellyKellyGreen)

Winter into spring

The witch hazel bloomed today, and the snow was melting, enough to uncover things like the hellebore leaves we haven't seen since October.  Winter's still here, but not for long.

retreat, advance

In retreat: the snow, a bit (thanks to the January thaw, which arrived late this year), but not for long. Me, too briefly, with a group of knitters, last weekend. Hockey season: two weeks to go (surprisingly bittersweet, that). Basketball season.

Advancing: soccer season (arriving in March). High School for 13 (next fall, but placement tests and parent orientation last week. Not. Possible.). Knitting: a handful of small, sports-sidelines projects, all inspired (in color, or pattern) by this:

A close-up of this ancient friend, up the hill:

Bookish

We have been painting. (Two years of white walls: two years too many.)  I'm pleased to report that the kitchen now has a color scheme inspired by The Enchantress of Florence.

To the top of the hill

Up the hill on snowshoes Christmas Day in the afternoon with Eleven....

See you again in 2009, with more yarn, plants, books, the occasional stop in the kitchen, and (at least until March - or April) snow. Happy New Year!

For Christmas

Light in winter

Sunday night, and it's still snowing - with at least another day's worth due from a storm that started Friday afternoon.

Snow day

The view this afternoon from the hill above our house, looking west into Vermont.

Hello, winter

Elaine called it: another We call them pirates hat.  Number 3, in fact.  After subtle and less subtle, this version goes with the original black and white.  Modeled here a few days ago by its owner Nine; worn most recently by me -- shoveling snow today, walking the dog yesterday when it was 10 degrees (Fahrenheit; that's -12 everywhere else), more or less. (Mostly less.) Winter's back, for real, and I'm counting this project as my return to two-handed knitting, after last winter's broken arm slowed me down. It's good to be back.  

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