The needles are made of dowel lengths from a hardware store, brought to a point in a pencil sharpener and then smoothed with fine grit sandpaper. A large, 0blong bead has been glued to top of each one to provide an end and also as a place to display/record wool used in past projects. (Of course you will make sure to take a photo or two or three of each thing you knit as it is finished!) Then they were painted black and needle part waxed with a piece of waxed paper. I painted a bird on each bead. They are meant for slow, thoughtful knitting.
The discovery that granola did not have to be a hard and crunchy concoction that one sprinkled on something else, that it could be a wonderful hot cereal in itself, led to me making a batch for Christmas gifts.
The research into recipes and techniques involved a cousin (thanks, Joan) and Mr. Google's family. I learned that the clumpy kind came about due to the addition of egg whites; that muesli is granola without toasting or baking; that oats are oats but vary in degrees of processing; that it invites experimenting and it is fun.
My second discovery happened yesterday morning and I repeated it again today. For the liquid I poured part of my creamy morning coffee over the dry ingredients and stirred it in, let it sit for a moment or two .....
The before and after pictures describe the response.
The spider who wove its web during breakfast and then caught a fruit fly at supper (in last post) was not in sight yesterday: web was also gone. I wondered if spiders took away evidence of web when they moved on.
Then, as I was eating dinner last evening, a spider suddenly appeared from under the table, darted around here and there, paused for a second in two or three places, then scooted under my place mat. I actually forgot about it but there were no squashed remains when I thought to check.
Update: I next noticed the spider (I am assuming it was the same one) with a web across the folded-back drapes and wondered what the intended prey was; not likely one on the wing.
A few days later there was a web hanging in the middle of a room and I only avoided having it drape my face by noticing it and doing a sudden halt. I did not discover to what it was attached but by careful and slow movement found that I could get to balcony doors if I did a detour around and through kitchen without disturbing spider. But I did put a stool in the pathway so I would not forget.
Spider seemed content there for the next two days.
Yesterday I noticed it was gone, web and all. I wonder how they un-weave their webs. Do they unhook each end and let it drop or do they ingest them. I wonder where it will next appear. If it prevents access to keyboard or guitar I might learn how to re-position a spider web.
Home, at the moment, is a corner suite on the top floor of a four-storey apartment a block from the Village.
I was not looking for an apartment but the ad rather 'popped out' at me, so I went to view it. And immediately took it. The proximity to the Village was a priority but it was the indoor/outdoor aspect that was crucial.
Magic! This is just a segment of the parade that started at Ogden Point in James Bay, drove through Fairfield, Oak Bay and then Victoria out to the Western Speedway. The weather was perfect - not too cold - and there was a full Moon.