May 07, 2007

my muse and moving status












gURL.comI took the "The Nine Muses" quiz on gURL.com
My muse is...
Calliope

Calliope is the patron goddess of epic poetry. She is often depicted holding a writing tablet and wearing a golden crown, for she is the oldest of the muses and their leader. Her name means "The Fair Voiced," but Calliope inspires eloquence in writing. Read more...

Who is your muse?


My muse:) Quite apt in some ways as I do(did) love to journal and create with words. I have felt myself itching to get back to my morning pages and journalling. Not instead of the knitting but alongside. I've missed my muse sitting by me when I write.
The move is in limbo, the guy who is in the bungalow still hasn't found somewhere else to live despite saying he'd move soon as we wished. It is hopefully going to be a week on Thursday but I'll know better Wednesday. The destash is going ok, still mucho stuff to go through. Today we packed the best part of the books in the living room, can't believe how many boxes and that is just one room:)
Still knitting, another shawl in a mix of dark blue mohair and fleece artist multi color eyelash. Pictures when I find camera. We currently have a female greater spotted woodpecker on the bird table many times a day. Fabulous sight and Mr Mog took pictures so if I find camera, I'll show you:)

2 comments:

TutleyMutley said...

Hi ambermoggie - thanks for popping in to see me at my blog - I couldn't help noticing that you list Carolyn Hillier as one of your favourite musicians - Her very talented son is good friends with my son so I've actually met her (and my son bought me a ticket to one of hers and Nigel's concerts as a birthday pressie couple of years back!).
Happy witching, stitching and bitching and I'll drop by again soon.

Wendy said...

Love the muse test - my muse is Melpomene muse of tragedy apparantly. And the Beltaine shawl is gorgeous.

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