On the Street Where You Live

Thank you all for your kind words on our first anniversary. It really doesn't feel like a whole year could have passed since our big day. We spent a lovely weekend up in the Fort Bragg/Mendocino area. We ate some really good food, including some locally made chocolate, explored the local towns, and, of course, went to a knitting shop. (And they were having a sale. More on that later.) All in all, it was a very relaxing time.

A few of you asked about our wedding, so I'll give you a few details. We were married at my mom & stepdad's ranch in San Luis Obispo. They are glassblowers, and grow olive trees for oil. They did so much work, and really turned their backyard into a beautiful spot for a wedding. From using olive branches in the boutonnieres, to having little bottles of their olive oil as favors, we really took advantage of the surroundings to enhance the beauty of our day. (The labels on the favors said, "Olive our love to you." Har har!)

Anyway, I didn't mean to be so absent this past month. I really do have so much to tell you, but I haven't been motivated to post. My yarn diet ended and I'm starting a new and improved one, I finished my quilt, and my list of future projects continues to grow, but I'm not inspired to finish anything. Which we already know is a problem. My first Charade sock has turned the heel, the Faux Russian Stole is a little longer, and the Phildar sweater almost has sleeves, but I really don't have anything to show for myself.

Part of what is making me so blase these days is the progression toward winter and the shortening of the days, but mostly it's a frustration with this place where we live.

San Francisco, home of some of the best restaurants around, some very famous landmarks and just an all around lovely and lively place, is not for me. There, I said it.

Like any city, it's noisy and crowded and dirty and smelly, and I'm getting tired of it. I need my space and am ready to move on. Unfortunately, though, I can't just pick up and move tomorrow. I have a husband and a job and obligations, and not a clue about where I would go.

So, in an effort to make peace with where I am, and where I live, I'm choosing to say nice things about my city.

Enter my take on Project 365. I pledge to take a picture of something lovely, or something I like particularly about San Francisco and my life here each day. I hope you'll watch my progress on Flickr.


August 26, 2007 (Day 1) I like... knitting my way to work.

One year...

Photo by Colleen Rosenthal

This could become an issue

The quilt (oh right, I still haven't said it out loud) is thisclose to being finished.
I totally swiped Ashley's idea, ran out to the library and got Museum Quilts, stopped by the Quilter's Cupboard on a trip to visit my parents.

And every weekend I've been sewing.

A glimpse of Labor Day weekend:







And this past weekend:



I never thought quilting could be this fun.

This might be a problem.

Only the binding remains, so stay tuned for an FO!

(Oh, and if you're at all interested in quilting. You should read this primer post Ashley wrote. And in case you couldn't tell, I want to be Ashley when I grow up.)