After living in Europe for twelve years then a brief visit back to the States I have surmised that *insert drumroll here* America has lost its collective mind. After living here in Wales a bit more than a month, I have continued surmising and have learned quite a bit.
Most surprising is the fact that I do not speak English. No, I do speak English, I just do not speak it very well, apparently. I do love the language with the history, flexibility, nuances, flow. It is as absolute joy to read or listen to a master of it. Not only have we been learning proper usage of English words, we have also started Welsh lessons. Kiddo is picking it up quite quickly. Ah, to have a young brain ready to learn all. I think I can count to ten now, so it is a start :) Nothing says American buffon better than calling trousers pants.
I've recently read that human beings can differentiate more shades of green than any other color. Something to do with our gatherer past I bet. When mentioning this to a friend at dinner last night, she promptly told me the Celts once had over thirty words to describe green. I've made a mental note to tote the camera along on our next hike, there are most definitely a lot of greens out in the forest strands. More than thirty, to be sure.
The pebbles are from the beach of Aberystwyth. Kiddo and I hit the beach last week when we went in to town for a few hours to run some errands and just get out of the village. Aberystwyth is home to, if I recall correctly, Wales' largest university. If not the largest, then a pretty large one at any rate. I was told it has an oddly high number of pubs, something like fifty five licenses to serve in one square block. Wonder if any studying gets done!
A long walk down the beach looking for shells and interesting rocks was enjoyed. Back home we came with all sorts of stones and pebbles for various projects. I do like these ones, my intention was to get a nice mix of them, right size, interesting colors for a
Mancalamia set felted from local wool. Some felted projects are in the works, yes, the BCoD is alive and well in Wales. More on that once the knitting part is complete.
After living in Europe for twelve years then a brief visit back to the States I have surmised that *insert drumroll here* America has lost its collective mind. After living here in Wales a bit more than a month, I have continued surmising and have learned quite a bit. 
Most surprising is the fact that I do not speak English. No, I do speak English, I just do not speak it very well, apparently. I do love the language with the history, flexibility, nuances, flow. It is as absolute joy to read or listen to a master of it. Not only have we been learning proper usage of English words, we have also started Welsh lessons. Kiddo is picking it up quite quickly. Ah, to have a young brain ready to learn all. I think I can count to ten now, so it is a start :) Nothing says American buffon better than calling trousers pants. 
I've recently read that human beings can differentiate more shades of green than any other color. Something to do with our gatherer past I bet. When mentioning this to a friend at dinner last night, she promptly told me the Celts once had over thirty words to describe green. I've made a mental note to tote the camera along on our next hike, there are most definitely a lot of greens out in the forest strands. More than thirty, to be sure. 
The pebbles are from the beach of Aberystwyth. Kiddo and I hit the beach last week when we went in to town for a few hours to run some errands and just get out of the village. Aberystwyth is home to, if I recall correctly, Wales' largest university. If not the largest, then a pretty large one at any rate. I was told it has an oddly high number of pubs, something like fifty five licenses to serve in one square block. Wonder if any studying gets done! 
A long walk down the beach looking for shells and interesting rocks was enjoyed. Back home we came with all sorts of stones and pebbles for various projects. I do like these ones, my intention was to get a nice mix of them, right size, interesting colors for a Mancalamia set felted from local wool. Some felted projects are in the works, yes, the BCoD is alive and well in Wales. More on that once the knitting part is complete.
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