Man Yarn

August 28, 2006 at 12:17 pm | Posted in country living, knitting, yarn | 11 Comments

Today’s blog is dedicated to Secret Mojo

Oar Locks at the Boat HouseLast time my husband and I went fishing (he fishes, I man the anchor) he noticed the little metal things on the sides of the boat that hold the oars were not in good shape; one, in fact, was broken. A couple of days later he told me he had ordered oar locks. Not being familiar with the word, I heard “orlocks” so all I could conjure in my mind was a creature out of “Lord of the Rings” or something. A few days later his “orlocks” arrived via UPS on the same day as some yarn I ordered.

When he opened his package, I recognized the look of delight and rapture breaking out on his face. It was very much like the look I felt break out on my own face when I opened my yarn earlier that same day. So, I called the oar locks “man yarn”.

I spent much of Saturday down at the cottage on the river with him. He needed to mow the lawn up above at the cottage plus down below on the river around the boathouse. We have a problem with red squirrels getting inside the boat house, taking walnuts in there with them and making quite a mess so I swept the out the boathouse while he mowed lawns.

Winters Jewelry SampleMy actual mission that day was to photograph some of the jewelry my daughter makes using the weathered boards on our dock as a background. My husband built the dock several years ago and it has aged but held up well. It was a beautifully pleasant afternoon doing chores, hearing my husband mowing the lawn and moving about doing his chores, and having creative camera time on the dock. My husband put his new man yarn oar locks on the boat while I finished up my photo shoot. We had a lovely time.

Late afternoon we went back over to the cottage for another fishing trip and to try out his beautiful brass oar locks. It was overcast so I opted not to take the camera with me … big, gigantic mistake. When we got out on the river, my husband set the boat in out in the current and we drifted slowly down stream as he fished. The first time we fished, he rowed us up stream, so I had not seen what things looked like down stream until this weekend.

Oh my … leaving the camera at home was silly indeed. Such beauty, such rustic surprising beauty. There are willow trees all along the banks of that river, and they sweep up and out over the water creating mysterious secluded spaces. Long, flowing grasses grow down in the water and wave luxuriosly in the current. Duck weed floats in clumps creating glowing green patches on the surface of the water. Turtles lay about on dead tree limbs along the banks of the river. A king fisher sweeps along the surface of the water gobbling up dinner while dragonflies dance gracefully by. Bullfrogs start warming up for their evening chorus and little minnows jump out of the water as they are chased by larger fish down below.

Being on that river, easing our way down stream together with fresh new oar locks on our boat, enjoying each other’s company in a wholesome and quiet manner captured country living at its best for me. Ahhhhh … peace and relaxation.

Lavendar Scarf and Stitch MarkersI made more progress on my scarf this weekend, though not as much as I would like to report. I normally make my way through one knitting project before beginning another, but last evening I decided to start my husband’s knitted Christmas stocking even though I still have quite a ways to go with my basketweave scarf. What can I say … I love the man and wanted to have a project going for him.

One of the most delicious surprises of my life I experienced this year (and it gets me everyday) is this simple truth … love can be incredibly sweet and new no matter your age. In the movie “Under the Tuscan Sun”, toward the end, the main character says something along the lines of, “Unspeakably good things can happen, even late in the game. It is such a surprise.” I have found it to be true, and it is such a surprise. If you are alone in any way, take heart and have faith … though it may suck royally right now, it might not last forever.

I wish you a fine and loving day.

~firefly

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  1. My husband gets that way when he gets one of his books – he collects antique s’forim (Jewish religious books).

    That necklace is beautiful next to that lovely wood – did she also make those stitch markers on your scarf? (I just use the plain plastic ones because I’m honestly afraid I’ll lose the pretty ones.)

  2. My guy’s Man Yarn is movies and music, yeah they get “the look” too. Funny you mentioned “Under the Tuscan Sky” (or is it Sun?) One of my favorite stories, just bought it a few months ago. A lovely story of triumph over heartache(s).
    I do hope your daughter is planning to go into business (the stitch markers) gushing here…beautiful & unique! Well, have to go we have a hurrican coming straight at us, hopefully we can leave work early for final prep work, time for a deep breath! Hope to post soon! Best Regards…

  3. Man yarn! Heh!

  4. What a great post. My husband gets all excited over things like that too, and it gives me joy to see him happy! We’re canoers and I love going when it’s overcast, the edges are softer and colors truer. I like to pretend I’m the Lady of Shallot!

    Winter’s jewelry is absolutely beautiful. Does she sell to the public?

  5. gorgeous jewelry
    when she is reading to sell, please let me know (i especially like the pearl necklace!)
    thanks for the photos!

  6. Sorry, firefly: I am happy you left your camera at home. How could I get this incredible sentence — “Such beauty, such rustic surprising beauty.” — if you’d taken it with you? Would I have met your turtles, your mysterious willows, and all the magic you delivered in that paragraph? Your carlessness (sorry to say) did me a favor.

    Delicious post. And “man yarn”? That’s histerical! My Man Yarn is currently gadgets and software. I’m afraid it might soon become “yarn.”

  7. Oh, and thank you so much for your dedication. I shall be thinking of “Man Yarn” and willows as I complete your portion of my Happy Hat.

  8. Thank you Secret Mojo, for yet another point well made. I am grateful we all have you out here in blogland.

    ~firefly

  9. that is one very small chair or one very big scarf. and Hi from another ‘what katie did!’

  10. It is a small chair … I have a collection of doll and miniature furniture.

    ~firefly

  11. i am a big lover of corn, oh, boy, i tell you yes


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