Ok, maybe it's not really that bad, it just seems like it. I'm not going to talk about the election, although with all the pussy hats I knit, you can probably surmise my feelings on the matter.
Last Saturday, I attended the Atlanta March for Social Justice and Women and it was exciting in more ways than one. To begin with, my friends and I walked out of the underground transit station and into a hurricane! Seriously, the wind was fierce, the rain worse, and the storm even threw some hail at us. We had about an eight block walk and it poured the whole way. The good thing was I had just the right clothing. A waterproof, but not too warm, jacket with a hood, quick dry hiking pants, and wool socks in not so waterproof shoes. I could not believe how fast my pants were soaked through, but about ten minutes after we arrived at the staging area it stopped raining and I soon dried out. While my feet were soaked, especially after stepping into several puddles that came up to my shins, those wool socks did the job of keeping my feet comfortable. And my kitty hat did the same for my head, although I was smart enough to pull up my jacket hood to keep my hat dry. Hooray for wool!
Even though we were close enough to see the featured speakers, including my Congressman, John Lewis, their sound system was lacking, so we couldn't hear. But it was still amazing to stand on a hill overlooking the street below and watch people pouring onto the lawn and sidewalks once the rain had stopped, although there were plenty there even in the deluge.
After an hour of speeches and music, we hit the road. We ended up right behind the beginning of the parade, which was led off by local celebrity, Baton Bob. He was followed by the dignaries and organizers and then what turned out to be 63,000+ marchers! The line of marchers stretched for over a mile, but it was the most energetic, but mellow, giant crowd I've ever been in. Men, women, teens, kids, babies, everyone was having a wonderful day. There were lots of anti-Trump signs, but also signs of support for many human rights groups and individuals, conservation, clean energy, and almost any progressive cause you could imagine. The signs were so imaginative and many were very funny. My favorite said, "Orange is Not the New Black" hahahaha
We walked from Centennial Olympic Park to the gold domed State Capitol, a distance of almost two miles. More speeches took place nearby, but we couldn't hear those either, since we elected to stay outside of the amphitheater so we could leave before the majority of the crowd.
We made it back to Decatur five hours after we started out, a little damp, but very energized for what comes next. Wanna see some photos? I know you do. (Oops, iPad Typepad app loaded them in reverse order.)
I don't know any of the people in this photo, but there sure are a lot of them! Look how far back the line of people goes.
Hey, it's Baton Bob!!
As for knitting, all I finished this month were hats. Ten pussy hats, one for my son, one for my friend, and a random one. Here's the random one, which is "A Little Unexpected". And hey, sorry if theses photos are huge. I'm still learning how to post from my iPad. I'll work on that.
I'm knitting a long cowl and still working on a mitered square blanket, so hopefully one or both of those will be finished before the end of February. I love making hats, but I think I've hit saturation point for at least a couple of weeks!
So, that's been what's mostly been going on her for the last few weeks. Knitting, sometimes hiding under the bed because of the uncertainly of our post-election prospects, riding horses, and protesting. Hmm, seems like a pretty typical life after all.