Appreciating teachers and stinkbugs
I've been knitting cotton facecloths for the teachers at my son's school. This was my bright idea and goes under the category of things I committed to months ago when it sounded like a terrific and reasonable idea. Now a few short weeks remain in the school year and I have only completed 2 of 7 facecloths. Thankfully, I wrangled help from two other (very generous) knitting mothers. Also, I feel much better now that I finally started them, because they're so quick. I even began to crochet one today. I am not a crocheter - but luckily my standards are very low for this project. I joke. These teachers are too special for low standards...I just know that accustomed as they are to the accomplishments of preschoolers, they will appreciate my feeble efforts.
In the end there will be 21 cloths all wrapped up with locally crafted soap and tied with pretty twine. I'll photograph the group when they're finished.
Instead of knitting facecloths this weekend, we had a family outing and climbed a volcano. My favorite kind of hiking is the kind where you can see for miles in every direction. I prefer it to feeling hemmed in by trees and surrounded by GREEN. Sure there are snakes in a landscape like this but there are also lizards (excellent for chasing) and stinkbugs (excellent for aggravating into a stinky frenzy).
Labels: knitted cloths, life in general