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“disclosure.ca is a growing collection of photographs that explore Canada and what it is to be Canadian.” [via marmalade.ca]

This morning, sunny and humid in my city of home and dense air, thick cloud and damp sidewalks in my city of work. Some days it feels like I travel between two different ecosystems, 60 kilometers away from each other and 40 minutes on the highway.

The work on the house is winding down with a slight hum of a circular saw. The two flat roofs are done, the new deck is all but done, just a couple of boards waiting to be nailed in place to form a step. The inside bit, where they pulled out the old window and put in a new window (much bigger, opens like a door) needs a bit of drywalling and reinstallation of the baseboard and our earnest contractor, Pierre, tells me it will be done today. He even saved the old baseboard, bless him! The place is due for an updated round of pictures so keep an eye out for those any day now.

Which brings me to news of the poncho. As I confessed in the comments yesterday, it has been frogged. I couldn’t bring myself to rip apart the already completed rectangle yet, for sheer lack of will, but the second one, half way done, has been reduced to a couple of balls, tightly-wound, centre-pull, awaiting further instruction. The going was good for a while, I was sure I could make do with my feckless attempt to rewrite a pattern, but what got me in the end was a yarn shortage. And since the stuff I’m using is way too expensive to replenish, I’ve decided that my only course of action will be to start over with a single strand knit, not what the pattern calls for at all but I’m stubborn.

Dogged perseverance or self-inflated hubris? We’ll see.