Sunday Pictures

One of Ella's friends was over with his fancy camera, so I put him to work photographing some of my knitting:

Sizzler
(Morehouse Farms Original)

Damson
Ysolda Teague

Fascinate
Berroco

and for J. - how to wear the Damson:

Or this way:


Thanks Nathan!

Ok, ok, a few more:

The Aftermath

I know you can't quite see it in this photo (and again, apologies for the crazy angle) but people are knee deep in paper, and are having massive paper fights out on the street. It's kinda awesome.

Allright, I think that my hanging out the window is done for the day.

10:40 am: Suddenly, a lot of booing.

No clue why.

More ticker tape blogging

10:05 am: It got really really quiet for a few minutes. I have no idea why, but it was a little troublesome.

10:10 am: Nope, not quiet any longer. In fact, louder, if that can be believed.

Sort of Live Blogging of the Ticker Tape Parade

8:20 am: Getting off the subway at Wall Street was nearly impossible due to the large numbers of totally drunk Yankees fans forgetting what they were doing. Or something.

8:25 am: Realize that I can't cross Broadway to get my Friday cup of coffee. Sigh.

8:30 am: So exactly what time are these people getting up that they are so stinkin drunk at 8:30 in the morning?

9:00 am: Realize that our office view is mostly blocked by scaffolding. Stupid construction. We're all going to have to peer out the side windows.

9:20 am: I'm in my office on the 21st Floor on the side of the building AWAY from Broadway, and the noise from the street is deafening. The parade doesn't start for another hour and half. Can't imagine what it's going to be like when the parade actually starts.