My friend and Mel and I went for a walk today. Mel has been
pestering encouraging me to exercise for ages and ages (and ages). And, now that we are both unemployed, my standard excuse of "no time" is no longer cutting the mustard.
Yep. I'm unemployed. As is poor Mel, who I recruited to the company that is, since last Thursday, no longer. Anyhoo. Suffice it to say (for now, anyway -- I suspect I'll be revisiting the subject again) that I have much more time on my hands than I did this time last week.
So today, we walked.
I should point out here, for those who have not met me, that Piggy is a, well, let's not mince words, here, eh? Piggy is a big girl. Too big. And, as is often (but not always -- no mail, please) the case with big girls, Piggy is not in great shape. Or any shape, really, other than round.
Right. So, off we went to Lynn Canyon Park. And fortunately for us, the weather was conducive to a lovely walk in the woods. It really was a gorgeous fall morning: the sky was blue, the air was crisp, and the sun was shining.
Mel and I sauntered down the trail
Things like furry trees:
Everything was going swimmingly. The flat trail was even giving way to a gentle downward slope. I was beginning to reconsider my long-standing aversion to exercise, when it all went pear-shaped.
Those weren't too bad. We even did the little loop again, so we did them twice. Heavy breathing -- of a decidedly unenjoyable nature -- ensued, but Piggy survived.
Then we decided to cross the suspension bridge and keep going for a bit. We were rewarded with more beautiful scenes...
(Wouldn't the colour of the water be perfect for a shawl? Or sweater? Socks? Or just about anything, really?)
Breath-taking, they were. Quite literally, in my case. (Mel might as well have been climbing up a step stool.)
But you know what? It felt pretty great. Thank you, Melly.
When I got home, I removed my yarn from the coffee pot, squeezed out the excess java, and rinsed it thoroughly, until the water ran clear (very quickly, I'm surprised to say, with no lightening to the yarn).
Then, because I couldn't quite believe the dye was colourfast, I gave the yarn a wee bath in Eucalan. No loss of colour! So the only thing left to do was to kick it outside to dry in the sun:
It's now finishing its drying inside. Tomorrow I'll need to find something to knit with it. Something quick. I'm thinking of doubling it up (it's sock yarn) for a cowl. Any suggestions?