Knitting, Interrupted.

Most knitters love a good car ride, especially when someone else is driving so they can knit. This morning I awoke to the Moose who had someone managed to get under my head to become a warm, soft pillow and my husband asking 1) What on earth is the dog doing? and 2) if I would mind a long drive today. After the laughter over the dog pillow, I confirmed that  — of course not — a long drive would be grand! I had a moss stitch border to work on — perfect car knitting for me!

Normally we aren’t really bird chasers — we don’t hop in the car to see every random bird that shows up in our area, but we have been hearing about & seeing photos of a Great Grey Owl that was being seen regularly a bit shy of a 2 hour drive from our house. Great Grey Owls are very rare in these parts — usually they don’t travel this far south — and no one in the family had ever laid eyes on them. In the birding world, we call this a “life bird” — it just means a bird you haven’t seen in the wild before. When you have been birdwatching with any degree of consistency or skill for a while, it is a special day when you get to see a life bird because they just don’t happen very often. With everyone finally nearly recovered from illness, this seemed like the perfect low-key yet exciting day for us.

I threw on my favourite Lemongrass sweater & Simple Beret, tossed my knitting in my bag, grabbed a to-go cup of coffee, and we all piled in the car.

We arrived to a scene not uncommon for a rare bird. With a bird of this caliber you generally don’t have to even find the bird, just the side-road lined with cars & people standing next to spotting scopes and holding giant cameras.

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The bird was very near the road — you can just barely make out the light grey fluff above the man in the brown coat & black hat here just to the left of the center in the photograph. For the most part everyone had good etiquette — they were quiet and respectful of the animal. We stayed back because with two young kids, we didn’t want to risk noise of disruption should someone forget to whisper or stay still.

olDespite the distance, my husband did manage to get this great photo using his camera phone & our spotting scope. It is a pretty incredible bird. We stayed & watched for a good long while — you could tell immediately if the bird moved or started preening because you would hear a quiet cacophony of clicking cameras.

20130317-160534.jpg I was really proud of my kids, who were very patient & quiet despite the standing around in the bitter cold.

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My daughter needed a lift to get her view of the owl — thankfully Mr Knitting Sarah is always there to help with that.

After fr-fr-fr-freezing in the cold wind, we rewarded the kids with a trip to Buffalo Phil’s. It’s a restaurant in Wisconsin Dells where a model train delivers your food and drinks. The restaurant is also connected to an indoor amusement park — also known as heaven on earth for the kids.

20130317-160551.jpgMr Knitting Sarah was kind enough to model one of the buffalo head-dress things they give all the kids to wear. I think it’s very fetching.

20130317-160543.jpgI enjoyed a salad with three of my favourite foods: spinach, blue cheese, & bacon. I’m a big fan of the broccoli, too.

After letting the kids run wild in the play area for a while, we hopped back in the car to start back toward home. We took a brief stop to walk the pup (who patiently waited for us at each stop) at a riverwalk along the Wisconsin River. It is a pretty mighty river — at least that is how I always view it. My opinion may be a bit jaded by the time way back when when my husband thought it a good idea to attempt to kayak up it. The current is pretty strong & to kayak against it is… well, it’s a good workout. Let’s leave it at that for now.

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It is a beautiful scene though.

20130317-160615.jpgThe sand bars covered in snow are so picturesque.

20130317-160558.jpgAnd all the while between the interruptions, I clicked away on my moss stitch border using my new Quince & Co. Finch.

A perfect bird. A perfect lunch. A perfect family. A perfect yarn.

A perfect day for Knitting Sarah, interruptions & all.

Happy Sunday!