Post 513 December in the Rain

There was a spectacular sunset on Wednesday night, before the clouds descended on the city (in fact, on the State) on Friday, blotting out the sun, hosting electrical storms and then floods.

Much earlier in the day, after breakfast with Panayoula,  I had a hairdressing appointment in the CBD, to which I caught the city loop bus.

As it crossed the Square, the bus was stopped at the lights, giving me an interesting view of the back of the Cook Island pine in the sunset photo.  I'm not sure what has given it a hair cut, but it looks as if the tree has a mullet!

I do hope it recovers.

My hair looked good when I left the hairdresser. No mullet in sight.  

It's much less sculpted now, but manageable! 

While monitoring the rain  I finished the third Buggieflooer Beanie from the Jamieson and Smith wool. I'm pretty pleased with the results.  As usual, detail is in my embroidery  blog.

The Yarn Trader advertised some classes in Shetland knitting in 2024, with MJ Mucklestone, and I was tempted by a one-day class in beanie design. At the same time, Morris & Sons advertised a preorder on Rowan Magazine 74 and a blanket kit by Martin Storey.  I went for the magazine and kit, and ordered MJ's books on Fair Isle and Scandinavian designs, instead of the classes.  I've got plenty to do while waiting for the Magazine to come out, and the rest will likely not arrive until after Christmas. 

The rain and thunderstorms have continued. I have spent a lot of time staunching the leak in my back window, eventually coming up with a temporary fix using flexible putty.  I realised that my leak had localised  at one end of the window, so dug out some putty strips and applied them to the spot. A second application largely stopped the leak, but some water came in at the other end in one of the torrential storms. It is, however, very much better than it was. I've washed and dried (in the drier, not on the line!) 8 towels and there are still two in place.

Sunday night's storm brought down a lot of branches and these were piled outside our carpark entrance Monday morning when I returned to the podiatrist to have new moulds taken of my feet, and ordered a new pair of orthotics. I'm pleased to have done this. A test of my current orthotics indicated a need for more tilt on the inside, so the old moulds would not have sufficed anyway.  I will take care where I store the new ones!

At Unley shopping centre there was competition for car parking so exiting a space was a challenge, with a car positioned for a full 5 minutes to take my place.  Good job I had placed a Christmas decoration on my rear vision mirror to keep me calm in such circumstances!

My reliable Barrow and Bench garden centre had sold out of red poinsettias so I settled for a pale one with red tinges, which won't go astray. They are getting more red ones later in the week, so I shall return. I could get red ones in the supermarket or greengrocer, but Barrow and Bench usually have more advanced specimens. 

On Sunday afternoon Katherine and I had a very calming couple of hours at the Adelaide Chamber Singers performance at the Cathedral. The program was too detailed to photograph as a whole. For musical friends, this is the first half of the program. The second half was a performance by the ACS, Rising Voices and Baroque Ensemble of Messe de minuit pour Noel H.9  by Marc-Antoine Charpentier (1643-1704). Just the thing for a wet Sunday in December.

Monday's moussaka went down well. I had forgotten to buy additional milk for the cheese sauce and used almond milk I had in the fridge, which was fine. Brigid was working, Football was cancelled, so the rest of us stayed dry and full.

The bats were also very active last night.

This morning my phone rang at 7.10am. I was still in bed. It was the roof repairer, due at 10am,  who had arrived to do other jobs in our building, but the access key was not in the box. He wondered if I could let him in, so he could inspect my leak and access the roof from my balcony. I hastily threw on some clothes and complied. He had a plumber and a ladder with him. He said it looked as if the leak was coming through the seal. Yes, I say, but the water is coming from the roof, not the sky. It shouldn't be running down the wall. Plumber agrees with me. Flat roofs are difficult, says the roofer. Hmm.  When he discovers I have a Vergola over my balcony he changes his mind about accessing the roof from there.  They turn down an offer of coffee and leave. Before long I hear them on the roof. Is it fixed? Who knows? I doubt it, but if the plumber is helping out, maybe. 

I  made the first of my Christmas hats in record time. I'm very pleased and am now on the second one. Details, of course, are in my embroidery blog. I had to work out the pattern for myself, helped only by a chart of the head repeat. Doing so gave me confidence, and reinforced my decision to buy books rather than enrol in the design class next year.  I'm sure I would learn from it, but I'd rather mull over a book and experiment.    

The rain continues, along with bursts of clouded sunshine and periodic electrical storms. I thought I would miss Aquafit today as the Council's huge mulching machine was blocking our carpark exit door when I tried to leave. The workers, however, were on the alert, stopped mulching and moved the cumbersome equipment to let me out. Not easy working in this environment. Unlike the Arkansas fiddler, repair workers go on, rain or shine. 

The last of my Christmas shopping arrived today, along with a free NZ fantail decoration, bamboo on acrylic. It joins a few other treasures hanging on my plants this week. I bought the pewter reindeer and dragonfly at a market at Mt Vernon the day before 9/11. 

Later in the week I will begin the bagging of gifts and a final check. Can't rely on my memory, but I haven't lost the list I made!

In the meantime, it’s time to open the panettoni and stick to my Santa knitting as the sunset shines through the NZ fantail!