It’s sprinkling lightly, and I want it to pour. I want it to rain for days on end, not ceasing until we’ve gotten enough to make up for the severe drought.

It’s not going to happen.

But I did finish the sleeves for my green sweater!

Time for finishing, which I actually enjoy quite a bit! 

Oy. It is an extremely windy day. Our porch door and my bedroom door spontaneously blew open a few moments ago.

I’ve finished the neck of the green sweater:

All I have left is sleeves and finishing!

I’ve sewn up the shoulders of my green sweater. It currently looks like an extravagant poncho. Don’t believe me?

I’m counting on the presence of sleeves and a neck to make it beautiful. At the moment it is good only for spinning about happily:

Also cause for happiness is the miraculous discovery of our camera’s self-timer feature. It only took me three years!

Time for a neck! 

(Look at the beautiful dead grass!) 

Look, it’s part of a sleeve!

Look, it’s part of another sleeve!

Look, parts of two sleeves!

I have two sets of size 11 needles. This is a very strange phenomenon. I think one pair was stuck in the box with this yarn when I ordered it from Smiley’s. I certainly don’t think I would ever have felt the need to go out and buy a second pair of 11’s.

I went to the park today. It was probably somewhere between 90 and 100 degrees. Great sweater knitting weather! Well, I sat in a gazebo and it wasn’t too bad. Some punk (*snort* Do I sound 85?) had scrawled an anarchy symbol on the bench, and I found it quite foolish. Anyone unable to grow and can their own food, maintain livestock, build their own house, dig their own well, make their own clothes, and tend to minor illnesses entirely on their own is being completely ridiculous if they think they could survive without the government. Complain about the irresponsibility of our current administration all you want- including the deft manner in which all self-sufficiency has been taken out of the hands of the populace, farming has been subsidised extensively, ignorance to slackening chemical waste regulations has been widely spread, and so many other things that I could ramble about for hours- but please, calling for pure anarchy? What good is that going to do? We’d all die like flies- myself included. Though I could make a few neat outfits before I died, I wouldn’t be any more knowledgable than the next person at food production.

Summer feels good. Class only in the mornings, only four days a week… it gives me time to read and knit and see my friends.I get a few of my friends together for writing club once a week, my friend Patrick came over yesterday to watch Harold and Maude, I met my friend Morgan at the park today. I finished The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood a couple nights ago; now I’m reading The Life of Pi and a book called Better Off about finding a balance between technology and "real" life. I have a rather large pile of novels and nonfic I want to get to this summer… they gather like yarn. I could get used to this.

I finished the front of the green cabled sweater.

Sorry for the weird glare… I guess that’s what happens when I take my pictures at dusk.

Anyway, I like the way it turned out. So I suppose all (all? haha) I have left on this sweater are the sleeves and the neck. Neat.

I started my Spanish class on Monday. It’s been going pretty well; I know a lot of the grammar already though my vocabulary isn’t the greatest and my speaking skills are abysmal. Taking a four hour class over five weeks is rather.. intense. I’ve also been listening to Spanish radio, but songs are rather difficult to understand. I don’t know what singers are talking about half the time when they’re using English.