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Happy Knit Day!


It's "Knit Day" in Japan, thanks to a mash up of English and Japanese, using ni (2) and to (10) to sound (sorta) like "knit" (or, neato?). Though the day went largely un-commemorated in Numazu, I was extremely happy to see this: only the awesomest thing in the whole wide world ever. Guerrilla knitting! Octopi on trains! I love Japan!

bad monkey!


So, you know that bad monkey who was attacking people in Mishima? Someone caught it! They didn't even get the reward, because they were a city employee assigned to catch the monkey (best job description ever), but at any rate, the citizens of Mishima can breathe easy again, because the attack monkey who not only bit old ladies but also snuck into houses and apparently stole food from refrigerators (!) is safely behind bars. Or chain link fence, actually, since the monkey now lives in the tiny zoo at Rakujyuen park, where it's clearly the main attraction:


There's even a contest to name the monkey - zoogoers are invited to submit their ideas. Because the monkey appears to be a girl, Iain and I both submitted "Mikka Jr." I think it has a good shot of winning. Anyway, it's important to vote.


Above: when prompted for an explanation for the suggested name, Iain wrote - since Mikka means beautiful in Japanese - "Because it's a beautiful monkey!" in Japanese. 


There are a lot of other cute animals at Rakujyuen, but they haven't attacked anyone lately and so were less interesting.


Although these goats really didn't like each other for about 2 minutes. Then, inexplicably, they were cool again.


Red panda! 


Also, attack monkeys aside, Rakuyuen is really beautiful, so the free tickets that Iain's student gave us turned out to be especially appreciated.




I've been making my own knitting patterns up lately, so I also used the pretty scenery as a chance to get a few photos of some hand-warmers I'm knitting for Iain. They're not done, unfortunately, so he could only model one, but I'm pretty happy with them so far. 



At any rate, it's rapidly becoming hand-warmer weather here, though it's still gorgeous outside at the moment: 




a moving birthday!

above: from the awesomely funny Perry Bible Fellowship.

Although my birthday actually is April 2nd, I was so happy - and surprised! - to receive a birthday package in the mail two weeks ago from my lovely sister Maggie. Inside was the best birthday card I've ever seen in my entire life: 


above: my sister knows me well.

And, even more excitingly, BOOKS! more books than I know what to do with!


In case you're wondering, no, most of these are not in fact for me. They're for my awesome pre-schooler students, who have already fallen completely in love with the aptly titled "Banana." But the bonobo book - since bonobos are awesome - and the the two graphic novels were very exciting to see, particularly Unwritten. As a nerd who grew up nerdily obsessed with Sandman comics and embarssing epic fantasy paperbacks* whose covers I always hid whenever I rode BART, I've always been drawn to books that approach similar nerdy themes in smart, original, self-referential ways. Unwritten reminded me very strongly in both atmosphere and theme of the Sandman series,  and I probably finished it in about 20 minutes and then spent the day in that weird good-book haze I always have whenever I finish and yet stop can't thinking about a book I really loved reading. Really you should just read what my sister wrote, but the point is, if you're a huge nerd like me, you will probably love Unwritten. So anyway, apologies for the nerdy outburst - it was very exciting to spend a morning curled up in bed reading comics.


Also in the last month or so, I received not one but TWO belated birthday gifts - both yarn! -  from my grandparents. My grandmother has given me yarn every year for awhile now, and this year she ordered me a few skeins from an online yarn shop. Unfortunately, one of the colors was backordered, so it didn't ship until just recently. At the same time, a gift card to the same shop from last year's birthday - that I'd given up for lost in the mail right about the time we left for China - magically appeared in a package from my mom, tucked in with all the other mail I accumulate. I don't know how it got lost in the shuffle but it was tremendously exciting to find it (and to go crazy shopping for yarn online, which is sort of like being in a candy shop except for string!) So now there are piles of yarn spilling out of the closet and books everywhere - it's very exciting. Best moving birthday ever - thank you, Maggie and Grandma! 

* If anyone wants to fill me in on what's been happening in the late Robert Jordan's now ghost-written eleventy-billion-book long-saga ever since I put down book seven at age sixteen because I could no longer keep track of the labyrinthine political alliances and machinations that were rapidly becoming far more complex than the ones I understood in real life, I'm all ears. 

green & blue


 Bugs may have eaten all my basil, and my cucumbers apparently only produce hopeful but doomed female flowers which sprout tiny cucumbers and then shrivel up and die, unfertilized*, but the tomatoes are still doing well in the rainy season heat and humidity. Above are some plum-shaped cherry tomatoes that have just started growing. 


Above: One down, five to go! 

You know what else is fun to do in the rainy season heat and humidity? Knit a 100% wool sweater! And then wear it outside for a photo. So dumb. At any rate, the vine yoke cardigan is done and now neatly folded up and stowed far, far away so that I don't have to touch it until the temperature drops.


Yay, knitting. It's not the most convenient hobby to have overseas, but I like the fact that wearing this sweater will always remind me of sitting in our tiny Numazu garden (or, more often than not, sitting under the air conditioner inside our Numazu apartment). I may have mentioned that it's kind of hot here. 

* Seriously, it is the most tragic thing ever.

red & orange (& blue)


The tomato plants have started growing like crazy lately! We've even been able to pick a few red and orange cherry tomatoes. I've never liked cherry tomatoes before, but I love the taste of these ones.


Unfortunately, the insects like my garden just as much as I do, and the caterpillars in particular have descended like a plague of locusts, annihilating entire nasturtium and arugula plants and happily destroying basil plant after basil plant. There's also something out there that loves eating my tomato plant leaves. It's pretty gutting, and while I try to be zen about it, it totally makes me want to cry in ways that are very embarrassing, or at the very least to smash the caterpillars I do catch in a fury of blind vengeance for destroying all my hard work (though I don't, because smashed caterpillars are disgusting).


Above: the last of the strawberries.

Despite the bugs and the recent rain, the garden is still my favorite place in the apartment, and I am capable of spending way too much time sitting outside (armed with a mosquito coil) listening to audiobooks and knitting:

Above: Right now I'm one sleeve and one front side away from finishing this cardigan, because nothing makes you think of heavy wool and sweaters more than a muggy Japanese summer! Pretty yarn is courtesy of my stepfather, as atonement for destroying my much-loved hand-knitted Owls sweater in the dryer this January.

Possibly somewhat over-ambitiously, I am hoping to knit six sweaters by December 31st (including the mostly-finished Vivian cardigan I started way back in December and then put down.) Last year I made four sweaters, two of which were fit to be worn in public, so I'm hoping to improve on that track record this time around. Fortunately, Iain doesn't seem to mind stepping over the multitude of yarn balls that find their way all around the apartment. I try to make up for both the mess and my occasionally (OK, constantly) missing details while we watch TV due to knitting by making him stuff too:

... although who knows when he'll actually want to wear this. It is *miserably* hot right now, which is why I am writing about wool rather than doing anything so disgusting as actually touching it.

citric acid and saran wrap


 above: (yes, that's an old copy from New English File Elementary mopping up the kelly green)

A couple weeks ago, I got it into my head that it would be an awesome idea to start trying to hand-paint my own yarn. I love variegated yarns, mostly because I have a very finite attention span while knitting and the changes in color keep me from getting bored; also, I love any activity that requires one to commandeer the kitchen (sorry, Iain) and make a huge mess. Anyway, it seemed like a good idea, even if the last time I dyed anything was ten years ago and I walked around with purple hands for a few days afterwards.


above: the impressively sculptural tower of saran wrap in the middle is so I can neatly wrap up the yarn afterwards.

I've been intrigued by the possibility of making your own natural dyes ever since I watched an old lady in Laos dye a skein of silk red with a handful of crushed nutshells. But it turns out, natural dying is a pretty big (and not as safe as you might think) undertaking to set up in a tiny, temporary kitchen, so, after a quick foray around the internet, I decided to go with acid dyes instead, as they seem relatively low-impact and not terrible for your health, provided you don't snort the dye powder, which is why I am wearing this incredibly fetching dust mask below:



Above: ...and now it's on the internet to be preserved forever and ever! 

So last week I dyed two small skeins to get a feel for the whole process. Sexy mask aside, the painting (pictured above) is definitely fun, creative, and well worth the prep-time. I did go a little overboard on the variegation the first time around, but at least I learned what not to do next time. 



Above: hooray for the 100 yen shop for selling me cheap dyeing utensils. 

After painting, I steamed the yarn in the saran wrap for 30 minutes before rinsing it out. The green skein, above, was a bit too neon for my taste, so I put it back in the dye pot with some dark green dye in hopes of muting the color a bit. 


Afterwards, the green washed out quite a bit - I'm not sure if it's because the green skein is silk (whereas the red was wool) or because of that last-minute decision to over-dye the whole thing darker, or what. But at least it won't stop traffic now and there's a chance someone might want to wear it. 


The red skein came out much more vividly - a bit too vivid and with too many changes in color for my personal tastes. Still, it was a lot of fun - I can't wait to do it again! 

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