I've come to the conclusion that I might just be able to only knit scarves the rest of my life. I was lusting over cute hats and other attire on other blogs, but when I looked at the directions to how to knit them I got a headache. I have no idea what any of the terms mean. I was taught by an actual person and not by a book. I learn better with actions and not words in a book. I have always been like this. I hope I can try to learn, because I would love to try to make something else besides a scarf. Although I think for some of the Christmas gifts I would like to knit scarves. And maybe make home made jam and bbq and give those as gifts as well.
Niel's scarf is coming along well. He really likes the color scheme and requested no frills at the end and the length be long.
My computer was not cooperating so today I do not have any garden pictures to show. I hope tomorrow.
It is funny how certain smells can transport me back in time. Every time I smell the perfume Sunflowers, I am reminded of my first trip alone at 18 across the country to California. I was on a school trip for a journalism convention. It was four days of freedom for me. Besides learning new techniques to run the school paper better, I also got to visit family and site see. I even had my own hotel room. It was heaven.
I went to the fruit market this past weekend in my parents neighborhood. I was happy to find cherries and blueberries on sale. I was longing for cherries for a while now. On the way back I was able to find some watermelon. It was a good venture. I could eat watermelon alone of with Feta cheese. This might seem odd to most Americans, but in an Armenian home it is a delicious meal.
Feta is tasty with most foods. Such as fresh Tarragon leaves and crumbled Feta wrapped in lavash bread. Or Feta with tomatoes and bread. My favorite type of Feta is Bulgarian. It has a creamy and salty texture and taste. Niel enjoys Feta cheese on his salads. It is a great cheese.