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Thanks for the donations for the AIDS Walk, and for all the virtual hugs. I need to figure out how to get the donation page onto Facebook (they say its easy, but I don’t do computery stuff very well). I may try to pull together some type of raffle near the end so I’ll gather everyone’s names for chances, then. Sweet Ducky offered up her place to stay at as a halfway point if I were driving (thanks!!). Buu-uut. I’m taking the train. Yup, that’s 12 hours of uninterrupted knitting time each way. (well, each way has a 2 hour stopover, but still).

I’ll probably pack along a few hundred projects in my lovely new bag from Carol. Look at this fabric:

Best fabric ever!

Best fabric ever!

She has better pictures of the bag, and you’ve all gone and looked, but I’ll get you some of it in use later. She put 2 dividers in there, so I have 3 nice compartments, and she put a nifty magnetic clasp in there that I will play with endlessly (so easily amused).

I have promised you MD stash enhancement, and its time. So, lets do this short and sweet:

Forest Floor mohair boucle

Forest Floor mohair boucle

The dyemistress of this lovely is Leslie of Tintagel Farm- I don’t think she has a website. I’ll be seeing her in June at the goat show, so I’ll see what I can find out.  I’m thinking some kind of shawl, w/ a single button. (got the perfect one- see further down).

it's pink

it's pink

Pink cotton/rayon boucle- probably be a shawl or something. It hasn’t told me yet (yes, yarn speaks to me- doesn’t it speak to you?) Dyed by Pucker Brush Farm. No website info on the label, but they are also at Rhinebeck.

Lace weight wool boucle

Lace weight wool boucle

Also by Pucker Brush. Its darker than the photo shows- very autumnal.

rayon boucle

rayon boucle

Also by Pucker Brush, this happy green rayon boucle. (see what happens when your booth is directly across from someone?). This one has already start becoming:

spring scarf

spring scarf

Just a light, little, decorative scarf.

Kid Hollow Sock Flat

Kid Hollow Sock Flat

Kid Hollow is now doing sock flats. And this pretty one is going to become a new pattern- I’m hoping to have it done by the June show.

buttons!

buttons!

Assorted buttons for kids’ sweaters. Check these out:

Nut Buttons

Nut Buttons

These buttons are made from some kind of nuts. (and the darker green one- it belongs to the mohair earlier) All these came from Melissa Jean Handknit Design.

Ok, I think that’s it for show and tell. I also restocked the smaller sizes of addis- (2, 3, and 4’s) cuz for some reason everytime I need them, they’re always in some other project…

You haven’t seen Chance in awhile- he’s something like 7 weeks old now, is completely off the milk replacer and eating kitty food like a big boy.

I will conquer this tape measure!

I will conquer this tape measure!

The tape measures don’t stand a chance… (oh, that’s a bad pun)

I bet you’d like to see Little Miss Enigma.

Baby Enigma

Baby Enigma

oh so sleepy

oh so sleepy

I’ll be vending at the Sedalia Spring Fiber Festival this weekend, and 5% of all my proceeds will be going towards the AIDS Walk. Thank you again for all your encouragement and support- you guys are the best!

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Born February 27, 1961. Died August 23, 1995. Just 34 1/2. It was AIDS.

Two years before Eric died, his partner Jeff died- September 1, 1960- June 28, 1993. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jeff in the front, Eric in the back. Sorry the color didn’t scan too well. The picture had faded in the frame more than I thought. Anyway- they were together for 8 years- very happily together.

I don’t know what to say now. Do I tell you something of his life, more of the hole he left behind? He was 5 years older than me, 7 older than our sister. Other than all of the usual sibling fighting when we all lived at home, we adored him. He always seemed larger than life to me- and infinitely more mature. I would love to know him now- to know each other as adults.

We grew up in a pretty small town in Virginia. I can’t figure out how to write this sentence: My parents were wonderfully accepting of his orientation. The flaws with that sentence: why should someone have to “come out”- why can’t everyone just be? And why shouldn’t everybody just accept- why should not being wonderful be an option? (Joe had a post the other day that ties to this issue). He graduated from high school second in his class, got through William and Mary in 3 1/2 years. Went to work doing graphic layouts for the Mariner’s Museum in Norfolk, VA- and during one of those summers he apprenticed at a magazine in Boston similar to The Washingtonian- I think it may have been called…I really don’t remember. But while he was there he decided that Boston was where he wanted to be. So he worked and saved enough to get himself up there and through several months. His manager at his first job became a great friend of his and Jeff’s. Eventually he became a successful freelance graphics designer. They had an incredible circle of friends- he was definitely where he was supposed to be. Some time passed after Jeff died, and another wonderful man came into his life. Randall. He wanted Eric, HIV positive and all (I guess I mean w/ the baggage of having someone you love die on you). After Eric died, Randall stayed in touch for a time, eventually someone came into his life, and our contact faded and he moved on. Last we knew, he never became HIV positive- and I hope he is happy in every possible way.

Now I don’t know how to end this. I very mechanically gave you a short biography. What next? I don’t know if I’m up to getting that personal today. It’s still very hard. Maybe I’ll just ask you to say something nice to your brothers and sisters today, if you have any. And if you have to call them a dweeb- at least do it with affection.

AIDS sucks.

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