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September 15, 2005
in which Marcel dreams of a flying milk crate
Hey where is everybody? Hello? Hellloooo?
I have a dream.
Its one of those dreams a dog has when he is snug in his den, under the covers with the Big Dawg. A paw-twitching dream!
In it I am riding in a fabulous conveyance, with the wind in my ears, the sweet perfume of the streets and alleyways wafting gently past my nostrils! It is a simple dream of a smallish dawg! A milk crate of one's own!With maybe a nice comfy pillow in the bottom! Pippy says she's working on it!
Oh Pippy, oh mom! Get it in gear! No pun intended!!
And while you're at it, knit me a damn sweater for god's sakes.
Check out Marcel slipping in the knitting content!
Well, the truth is, my energy has been divided somewhat lately, although the sock knitting goes on. There is one green and grey sock that is stalled because I ran out of the grey. Then there is a black and turquoise one and I am about to run out of turquoise. And then there is the Chickami which is indefinitely stalled because I've run out of black Rowan wool cotton. It is the Island of Sad Knitting, oh yes. I need to rethink this whole thing. I need to make green/grey/black/turquiose socks, oh yes, the socks so ugly they have got to be homemade! Trust me, it shouldn't happen!
Tuesday I gave up on knitting entirely and instead sewed a splendid new Biking Skirt, and put a patch of a lucky cat on the butt. Because all my skirts are too long for biking, and I needed a serviceable short, but not so short as to expose one's swimsuit area when pedaling, which would be unseemly, and also durable one. So now I got it. Photos someday, I swear.
Am I ranting yet? Have I had too much coffee??
Well I can't stop because I'm on a roll, and anyway I haven't told you yet that in case you didn't know it the city is beautiful viewed from a bridge, in the cool of a cloudy morning, with a slight mist kissing your cheeks and nose. Did you know it, dear readers? Especially when you have coffee in your hand, and nowhere in particular you have to be, and are existing outside of time in a blatant, irresponsible and unapologetic manner, as I have been known to do. (I know, I know, it offends people and I should get a job, but my eyeball is bleeding, so let me enjoy the visuals, ok?) If you stand on a bridge it all swirls around you, the grey-blue water (color of eucalyptus leaves) and the boats flow beneath, casting darker, undulating boat-shaped shadows in the water. There are the trains passing up above, the trucks, taxis, bike messengers and office workers buzzing past criscrossing bridge lines dotted with patterns of rivets. And everywhere there are huge things being torn down and built up. Sometimes its good to stand still and look at it.
Its true.
Believe it.
Posted by pippypippy at September 15, 2005 01:12 PM
Comments
Its true.
Believe it.
ok.
Posted by: rob helpychalk at September 15, 2005 01:32 PM
lovely images...
Will Marcel have his own helmutt? I can hardly wait to see it.
Posted by: Elizabeth at September 15, 2005 04:06 PM
Pippy:
It's wonderful to saveur the moments whether the view from a bridge,the river and skyline or the sights and sounds of the Chicago cityscape in the morning. I hope you not only retain your vision but are able to see many wonderful and beautiful things in the coming years and decades. djm
Posted by: djm at September 15, 2005 05:59 PM