this lovely collection of beaded beauty. It's a fundraiser for curing colorectal cancer. Really beautiful and inspiring.
I am working on knitting caps. My church is sponsoring a local elementary school, the poorest in our county, and we are determined to make a cap for every child there. (We're doing more tangible things too - like providing school supplies and mentors and backpacks full of food for kids to take home on the weekend. These are very, very poor kids.) It's good to for the kids have something warm that just theirs, not a hand-me-down or a cast-off. And it makes ME feel good to help.
Three recent viewings of weird hair and no good pictures to speak of. First viewing - African-American woman with a very elaborate braided 'do. Said 'do was braided close to the head and two toned, with stripes of auburn and black hair (4 braids per stripe) swirling over her head. Must have cost her a bundle. I couldn't look away.
Second weird hair, seen on the train last week, a white woman whose hair must be originally solid gray. She had died her hair jet black. Nothing strange here - except that it had been a LONG time since she had done any touch up to the dye job, resulting in a 2 inch skunk stripe running down the middle of her head. (This is one reason I Do Not Dye. It requires much upkeep.)
the skunk haired lady is looking down in the middleThird weird hair, seen in the waiting room of my internist's office. A white lady there who looked to be about my age and her hair appeared to be light gray, in a short cut appropriate to her age. Then I looked again. All the front of her hair was gray. The back half was jet black. I'm not sure if she had a mega-version of the white patch that some folks had, but the division in hair color went over her head from ear to ear. It almost looked like she was wearing a furry black hat, perched on the back of her head.
(Curly thinks I am bad for noticing these things. I can't help it!)
I also saw another African American woman, young and cute with a sweet short haircut, who had dyed a lemon yellow swoosh of a stripe in her bangs. Why? People - if it's not a color known in nature, stay away from the dye bottle!
Since I've been crocheting, I got a wild hair and tried to do some crochet with tatting thread. Maybe it's my crochet hook, but I could not make a granny square with Lizbeth size 20 to save my neck.