Could you all just amuse yourselves please, while I continue to tink. Re 'tinking' see previous post. Tinking is a bit like taking one step forward and two steps back. Tinking is like trying to wade through treacle. Tinking is trying, to say the very least. I am not happy in my tinking and I am doing a lot of it! Maybe knitting is not for me for a while. My little mind wanders, oblivious to what the pattern tells me and before you know it I have 'freestyled' 1000 stitches! It is a wonder I have not knitted a granny square on auto pilot! At least I now know who the recipient of this jumper is going to be. I think it is for my grandson, for his eighteenth birthday. I am hoping by the time he is 18, he is a 'small' fella for those are the instructions I am following. There is no pressure for time as in fact my grandson has not even been conceived yet, let alone born! I do not like working to rapid deadlines, you have to take all the knitting and tinking into consideration with the time estimates.
I have nothing to show for my tinking, the progress is all spiritual! The patience of Job springs to mind. So in the absence of a 'newsy, crafty post' I will share this unscheduled post about goats. Why not? These are actually our holiday photos! My ten year old took a large quantity of goat photographs, I think the first one is great. I would like it on a T- Shirt with the slogan 'You gotta be kidding me!'
The goat I tried to photograph kept being silly.
Goats are very playful.
These lucky goats could play indoors or outdoors.
Goat milk is good for making delicious cheese (I do not recommend a Goat Milk Latte, Bleurghh!)
This was the 'Shop'. I wish I could shop here all the time instead of doing battle at the supermarket.
These sausages cooked on a camp stove were great, well worth the very, very long wait to cook them. There was an empty pig pen and these are pork sausages. We did try goat sausages, but my ten year old found that upsetting! I am concerned with how meat gets to our table but when you have to look the meat that you eat in the eye, a vegan lifestyle seems appealing. The ten year old has concluded it is ok to eat animals you do not know, sadly I think it is the opposite. It is easier to eat animals we do not know.
Very nice sausages even if I do wrestle with my conscience.
I better go. 'I tink therefore I am.' There is tinking to be done again before progress can be made. I wonder when/if I will learn?