(Graphic is from New Zealand's Sunshine Books.)
A quick jumble of links for you this morning, and hopefully a photo or two later tonight!
Nursery rhymes produce warped view of dangers of head injury:
So exactly what was that old man doing -- and who was he doing it with? -- when he went to bed and bumped his head and couldn't get up in the morning?This is a good read: Whatever happened to the teenage rebel?
How come no one called child protection authorities about the baby in that cradle in the tree top?
Nicholas Ray's Rebel without a Cause (the poster had the slogan "Teenage terror torn from today's headlines") was a pop sociology soap opera, where Dean was inarticulately troubled by his sexuality, the breakdown of the family (Dad's wearing an apron!) and the meaninglessness of it all. He was a Southern Californian Hamlet. Dean had a tragic cool. Now we can treat that with Zoloft.It is officially the first day of the Christmas season in Taipei! How do I know? Every weekday, I walk through a big park on my way to and from my office. There are lots of flowerbeds in the park, and they always look beautiful -- because about once a month a couple of truckloads of gardeners swoop down, dig up every last flower, and plant a new set. Spring? Pansies and daisies! I suppose there needs to be some way to differentiate the seasons in a place where there isn't a remarkable difference. Yesterday, the flowerbeds were purple and yellow. (Sorry -- I don't know what the flowers were.) This morning: poinsettias and orange marigolds! Hello, Christmas!
Five cool projects you can finish in time for the holidays: wine-glass charms, chunky knits, grosgrain ribbon belts, scented candles, and soap. (Don't miss the photo of a luscious pile of yarn....)
Whatever the season, please don't let your pets eat your yarn! This poor little kitten managed to swallow 80 centimeters of wool: Billy the kit is a real knit. Talk about a yarn diet...