Thursday, September 10, 2009

Vacation - Part the First

At long last, here are the promised pictures from the Multi Family Summer Vacation of Doom mu-hahahaha! We went with Jersey family up to Lake George, NY for a week. On the way up, we had some time to kill, so we stopped by the Schyler (pronounced "skyler") Mansion. He was one of Washington's generals. He was also very fond of the kick-ass wall treatment (sorry for the blurry pic):
This particularly impressive one wrapped all the way around the second floor central common area:
It was a sort of "oriental" scene with lush foliage and birds and lots and lots and lots of mosques. We learned that the origin of the phrase "sleep tight" referred to the ropes that mattresses rested on (no box springs back then I guess).
Slack ropes meant a sagging, uncomfy bed. Not sure what was going on with the wooden cross on this kid's bed. Vampire revolutionaries, maybe?

We visited a couple of New York's French and Indian War forts (cue the fiddle music from Last of the Mohicans.) Fort William Henry, or the recreation built on its ruins, is right on the shores of Lake George and therefore, not surprisingly, smack in the middle of a tourist swarm. I played with the landscape button on my camera.
The tour groups had dispersed to different parts of the fort by then, hence the emptiness, but I swear there were crowds of people there, really! Jersey Boy got himself recruited.
The recruiter made it easy. See the X? No literacy necessary. And he got a coin too! Woot!

Fort Ticonderoga was farther off the beaten path, though still on the lake of course, for reasons of strategery:
It was built by the French as Fort Carillon, facing south onto Lac du Saint Sacrement (now Lake George) since south was where all the Brits were. When the British captured the fort and the lake, they renamed both, and moved the guns to the back of the fort to face north, since that's where all the French were.

I played with the landscape setting some more, this time with less success.
The two Union Jacks on the left are really the same flag. I didn't align photo 1 (left side) with photo 2 (middle) properly, making the fort a few yards wider and twice as British than in real life. Oh well. I will blame it on the difficulty of seeing the camera's LCD display clearly on a bright sunny day.

Surprisingly, Ticonderoga had a nice collection of textile tools.
I guess there must have been womenfolk living here too. I've heard that sailors in the old days knitted, but it's hard to believe that redcoats spun yarn when they weren't marching around.

Adjacent to the fort was the King's Garden, which we all enjoyed. There were the requisite formal geometric bits, which you can see if you peek into the walled portion:
But they also had a veggie garden, a children's garden, a greenhouse, not to mention a dramatic walkway lined with tall tall trees. Que romantico!

Friday, August 21, 2009

Where-owa? Iowa!

My Secret Pal is on the move!

Seriously, next time, vacation shots (for real, I promise).

Monday, August 17, 2009

Starry Postcard

A pretty cloth postcard from my Secret Pal was waiting for me when I got back home last week. Thanks SP!

Next up...some long-delayed vacation pictures.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Sock Summit

I was in Portland for the Sock Summit last week. I had a blast! I saw a bit of the town, thanks to their cool (and mostly free) light rain system. There seemed to be so little traffic in Portland, though that's probably because I'm used to so much traffic in DC. I did see some wildlife:
and not so wild life:
I took classes to learn about double knitting, bavarian stockings and knee socks. Here's me making my peace with twisted knitting while making the bavarian sampler:
Alright, twisted knitting, I'm ok with you now. I can appreciate the crisp cables you produce and promise not to complaining too much about all that knitting through the back loop you like so much.

There was a bit of swag:
and a little yarn shopping. OK, an obscene amount of yarn shopping. The marketplace on its own would have been worth the trip.

For all the sock hoopla, I got very little honest to goodness sock knitting done. Between the traveling and summit events and sightseeing, I only managed about half a socks worth of work, or from just below the heel to halfway up the leg of this toe up sock.
Now I know: next Sock Summit, bring simpler socks!