Thanks for all the well wishes. I'm back to normal. The stuffed nose is even gone. It was kind of nice to sleep for a couple of days. I'm not a sleeper so on the odd occasion that I do, it's pure bliss.
Winter has finally arrived here in Bavaria, Germany. It seems it's coming in full force. The forecast is up to 12 inches in the next couple of days. Yesterday I was wearing a thin jacket around. This morning, I was shoveling a ton of snow so the boys could walk out to the bus stop. I just let Aggie out a bit ago and she didn't know what to do. It was hilarious to see her go running to the door only to come to a skidding stop to look at all the white stuff that was all over her yard. I'm really hoping they call a snow day tomorrow. The boys have a four-day weekend (not really sure why) so it'd make it a five-day one full of fun sledding and hot cocoa... oh, and shoveling... lots of shoveling. Good thing I don't need to go anywhere today. I can't unless I go dig the mound out at the end of my driveway that the plow truck left there. Swell. I *really* miss Dan. lol.
I've been working on the socks on 2 circs. Still haven't decided if I like it or not. Here I am working on one of the heels (I did them one at a time - impossible to do both short-row heels at once):
Here it is finished:
I have to admit that I ended up ripping it back out several times after knitting the other one and something just didn't seem right (the stripes weren't even close which led me to believe that I'd knit something wrong). I ended up cheating and putting them both on dpns to do the heels. I'm working on the ribbing now and am about 1/3 done.
While I was knitting on them last night I was watching the PBS special (on DVD) of Colonial House. I LOVE these shows. I was hooked on Pioneer House so I had high hopes for this show. I watched three episodes last night and it's really starting to get interesting now. And they have Texas Ranch House out now! Already ordered it so I can watch it when Dan gets home. Did I mention that's TWO WEEKS FROM TOMORROW.... but on to my story...
I took note that a lot of the men were wearing knitted hats that looked felted. They seemed to be brighter colors than I would have imagined the Puritans wearing. I love it for the scenery as well. It's shot in Maine. Even though I've never actually lived there, I've visited often and it's where my ancestors came to America from Scotland (through Nova Scotia). My grandparents live about 20 min. from the Maine state line, so they didn't go far. lol.
I especially like the inclusion of the Passamaquoddy Indians. My seventh great-grandfather was Col. John Allan. He was born in Edinburgh Castle when his father was there during the Scottish Rebellions. They moved to Nova Scotia after the war as his father was given land there by the government for his service. John Allan was a member of Parliment but ended up going against the crown and helping the Colonists. Basically, his job was to keep the Indians of the Northeast on the Colonist's side. If you're really interested (it is a really interesting story if you like history), you can read more here. I even have an excerpt out of a diary of a girl that visited the Allan family. It's so cool to read about how they played the piano and sang songs to entertain her and how kind they all were. Nice to know your kin were kind.
Lubec, Maine from Campobello Island (following pics are scans from old film snapshots):
Dan and I met at an Army school outside of Boston (Ft. Devens - I'm so sad it's closed down). About a month into the school we went on a trip to Maine. I was going to see some papers on the Indian Reservation near Lubec that Col. Allan had written. Dan claimed he wanted to go to see the Pow Wow they were having that weekend. I was a little slow in realizing he was interested in more than the Indians. The name of the cabin we stayed in was Blueberry Hill. ;-) We were married a little over a month later. Maybe Fats was on to something! We went back there a couple of years later with 10-month old Daniel:
If you're still reading I'll tell you a funny story. I knew that Col. Allan lived on an island off the coast of Lubec. There is a monument there where he and his wife were buried. We went down to the dock and found a man that was about to take his family on a little boat ride. He gave us a ride to the island and said he'd come back and get us in an hour. HOW STUPID were we?! The funny thing is we didn't realize how stupid we were until we were sitting there waiting for him. There was a salmon farm a little ways off and we were wondering if the faint figure we could see would hear us if we started screaming. But the man did come back for us and returned us safely to Lubec.... obviously.
Dan, Daniel and Dallas (I still miss that dog and she died seven years ago) at our Blueberry Hill: