Leaving Minnesota (Or, Day 1 of My Trip)
Blogger ate my pretty post about my first day of travel.
Basically, I left early, made good time, got to the Cities early, stopped at IKEA for a while, got to the airport 3 hours before my flight, couldn't knit on the plane because there wasn't enough room so I sang nursery rhymes to the little boy next to me, called Mad Hatter as soon as I got off the plane, met hir near the baggage claim, we kissed and cuddled all night long (in the airport, at the Mexican place for dinner, at REI, on the ferry, in the car), I cried on the ferry because it felt like I was coming home, we got to the house and showered and went to bed because we were both exhausted and the little dog Boogie slept at my legs and the cat Abby slept at hir head and the big dog Coal was on guard duty all night and I woke to the bay and the other island and the mountains and my grrl beside me and a warm bed and a cold house (until we built the fire in the wood stove) and I was so happy I spent much time crying good tears.
I leave with a photo of my latest knitting project (because I do really knit and I do have a camera to take pictures of it), my very own Clapotis in wonderful merino-silk yarn from a very good friend:
Basically, I left early, made good time, got to the Cities early, stopped at IKEA for a while, got to the airport 3 hours before my flight, couldn't knit on the plane because there wasn't enough room so I sang nursery rhymes to the little boy next to me, called Mad Hatter as soon as I got off the plane, met hir near the baggage claim, we kissed and cuddled all night long (in the airport, at the Mexican place for dinner, at REI, on the ferry, in the car), I cried on the ferry because it felt like I was coming home, we got to the house and showered and went to bed because we were both exhausted and the little dog Boogie slept at my legs and the cat Abby slept at hir head and the big dog Coal was on guard duty all night and I woke to the bay and the other island and the mountains and my grrl beside me and a warm bed and a cold house (until we built the fire in the wood stove) and I was so happy I spent much time crying good tears.
I leave with a photo of my latest knitting project (because I do really knit and I do have a camera to take pictures of it), my very own Clapotis in wonderful merino-silk yarn from a very good friend:
