Monthly Archives: April 2011

Pollyanna’s Desert Island Choices

Howdy, y’all, Anna-Liza here. Music has been on my mind a lot, lately. I had the opportunity last week to attend an eTown taping which featured Reed Foehl and Arlo Guthrie, which was a real treat. Mr. Guthrie has last none of his musical or storytelling ability. He also has the most beautiful hair EVAH! I had not heard of Mr. Foehl previously to this show, although I had heard of Acoustic Junction, but I am now a CD-owning fan.

This particular music-centric post is in response to a Facebook note from a friend and the “Desert Island Discs” BBC radio show premise – if you were stranded on the proverbial desert island, had what you needed for survival and a way to listen to your choices, what eight pieces of music would you want to have with you, plus which one book and one luxury item. (The original was “gramophone records”).

If I chose albums, the list would be different, but it appears as if the tradition is to choose single pieces. Also, if I thought about this again a month from now, or even a week, my list would be at least a bit different, but here goes:

“Busy Being Blue” – k.d. lang

Love Lies” – S. J. Tucker

“Small Change” – Tom Waits

Pablo Picasso” – David Bowie

In These Shoes?” Kirsty MacColl

Rattlebone” – Robbie Robertson

Panic in Detroit” – David Bowie

“Coventry Carol” – Mediaeval Baebes

It’s a lot harder for me to narrow it down to just one book, but this one stands much rereading – Lamb: the Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal by Christopher Moore.

Luxury item? I liked my friend’s idea of a solar powered iPad loaded with books. Also, Rita Dove’s choice of a ballroom with robotic dance instructor sounds appealing. Then again, P.D. James went the ascetic route, and asked only for pencils and paper.

For me, a fully furnished and supplied, solar powered craft room. Then again, if by “luxury item” they mean something more realistic, a large trunk full of knitting supplies and equipment, including graph paper and colored pencils, would do.

So, what’s on your list?

Sneezy Pollyanna and the Harbingers of Spring

Anna-Liza here. I am not sure that “spring” means much of anything to Lyda anymore, other than the name of the town where I went to high school, since she lives in SoCal. Here in Colorado, spring means a lot.

Sunny days in the 60s alternating with snow.

Wind. Crocus blossoms and, eventually, daffodils. Pollen. Wind. Trees budding out. Crabapples blooming. Wind. Pollen.

Also, hay fever. Spring and fall are both allergy seasons for me, but the shock of spring allergies after a winter of a non-itchy face makes it seem worse. Yes, I have things I can take for the symptoms, but on the worst days nothing relieves them entirely. It’s better, but I’m still Teary, Itchy, Stuffy and Sneezy. And Grumpy. And I wish Doc could come up with something to keep me from wanting to scratch my face off that doesn’t make me Sleepy or Goofy. Yeah, I know that last one’s not a dwarf. Don’t care.

Yesterday it was windy and cool, today it’s snowing. And Darlin’ K is off at Ski Jam 7: Beats on the Steeps for a day of snowboarding and music. Me? I am thinking about tacos for dinner and wondering if takeout Mexican for lunch would be too much. And will I have time for knitting if I spend all day on the internet? Probably not much, so I guess I’d better go get something done! I’m working on Sea Tangles, and I want to have it finished to wear when the weather finally gets warm!

Teh Startitis – Pollyanna Haz It

Anna-Liza here. That last post seems to have unblocked my creative urges. I’m not over the sadness – it’s not the sort of thing you really “get over,” you just bring it into your everyday reality more and more until it’s normal and you can function again. And by “you,” of course I mean “I.”

And, oh, my goodness, I haz teh startitis Bad. Really, really bad. Oh yes.

First, I’ve been working on the Melody Shawl by The Pearly Queen for about oh, eight months now? And I’ve got one inch – that is ONE inch – to go before binding off, but it’s long rows of stockinette and I’m bored with it. I’m still making progress because it’s great for knit night – I can talk all I want and still get work done on it. The next one or two ought to finish it, bar the blocking.

And I’ve got some summer knitting for the Rocky Mountain Spring days that are too warm for a lapful of wool: Sea Tangles, from, in Textiles a Mano’s Fina, a handpainted pure silk laceweight in a mostly-turquoise-with-a-bit-of-lavender colorway.

I won’t even go into the list of sock patterns/sock yarns that are trying to get my attention right now. Sheesh.

And then I started a drop stitch scarf out of a lovely, floaty mohair-and-sparkle yarn called  Mélange from Knit One Crochet Too – great to stick in my purse for takealong knitting, and yet …

 Saroyan has been calling me. One person in my knitting group has made one for a gift and plans to do another for herself, and at least two other people besides me have it queued. Liz Abinante does lovely patterns. I’ve made two Traveling Woman shawlettes, one for me and one as a gift, and most of us in the (Mostly) Harmless Knitters have made at least one or are working on one.

And then Knitting Sprite and I went to Fancy Tiger and I had to go look at the Malabrigo. Not a good idea for a person trying to knit stash and resist yarn temptation, but I did it anyway. Of course, I found the delicious Hummingbird colorway, two skeins left in the same dye lot – worsted weight – just what I need for Saroyan. How delicious? Take a look!


I can’t stand it, I’m casting on Saroyan NAO!