Morning Has Broken
In the "I Don't Know What To Think Department": Yusuf Islam. I was reduced to tears over Cat Stevens once in high school when I was duped into thinking that he'd be giving a concert at a nearby venue. Easily led, I guess. I believe I still have nearly every album he ever made.
Now I've been crying lately, thinking about the world as it is
Why must we go on hating, why can't we live in bliss
'Cause out on the edge of darkness, there rides a peace train
Oh peace train take this country, come take me home again
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world...
And truly, when morning broke today, it was a glorious sky in both the east and the west. That makes for such a fine mood to start the day.
In the "I Thought I Was Funny Department": I sent an email with a link to the Hallowig to my sister yesterday, and wrote that it was a "possible solution to a situation" at their house. Almost two months ago, my very fair, very blonde niece dyed her hair jet black (it was on sale). It was a 28-day, temporary dye... but there ain't no way black is going to shampoo out of blonde; as 60 days approaches, she's definitely brunette, and that's after trying to lighten it twice with blonde dye. Anyway, I was surprised when both Kt and Ai thought that my email was "mean." Judging from my sister's reply this morning, I think they saw the humor -- not rolling-on-the-floor funny, but worth a grin.
What? There's supposed to be a "Knitting Department"? I have a dozen rows to knit and this baby's off the needles! I held it up for DH to admire last night and confirmed that there was one more body piece to knit. "Will it be the same? ...because sometimes when the front is fancy, the back of a sweater is plain." Oh-ho-ho, who's he trying to spare...
One more sleeve, one more body piece, and neckband to go! Cromarty by Christmas?