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Come to the Dark Side, We have Yarn! By Barbara Dexter

Come to the Dark Side, We have Yarn! By Barbara Dexter

I am staring intently at a picture of “Darth Vader” sitting with his legs crossed and deeply focused on knitting a bright pink baby sweater. The caption reads; “Give in to Your Feeling, Craft Something Pretty.” I enjoyed a hearty laugh from this ad. For those of you that are like me, you’ve seen all the “Star Wars” movies many times. I think the image of “Darth Vader” knitting seems oddly appropriate for my geekly and crafty self.

I enjoy knitting and have crafted many items including baby sweaters. I find knitting oddly soothing in a Zen like way. The repetitive motion focuses my thoughts away from the stresses that are ever present and prevalent in my daily life. A simple ribbing is knit two pearl two and repeat around. I watch the motion of the needles and zero in on the stitch at hand. Soon it is time for a different section then without much thought I have finished another item. I even look to my knitting and sewing room as a place where the stresses vanish, at least for a time.

 

Darth Vader as seen on facebook
Darth Vader as seen on facebook

“Popeye” and I by Barbara Dexter

“Popeye” and I. by Barbara Dexter

Taken from http://www.comicvine.com/forums/battles-7/bugs-bunny-vs-popeye-the-sailor-man-757492/
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(Popeye the Sailor Man is a cartoon fictional character, created by Elzie Crisler Segar. These cartoon shorts are now owned by Turner Entertainment)

I envision a conversation between myself and “Popeye the Sailor Man.”

“I am what I am! I’m Popeye the Sailor Man! I’m strong to the finish ’cause I eats me spinach. I’m Poyeye the Sailor Man!”

Above is a quote from my favorite cartoon character, Popeye. He simply is what he is. That included his constant rescue efforts of his sweet heart “Olive Oil” from the evil “Brutus.” What a strong character he was. Popeye was very brawny and proud.

I think about him when I think of living simply and being exactly what I am. I often wondered what my conversation with him would be about? Would I start out by saying I was proud of him for his bravery, noble actions, and honesty? Or would I start by talking about spinach? I want to know why oh why would he eat spinach from a can? As there are perfectly tasty and fresh spinach leaves available? Would I state that I was proud of his ability to eat spinach when his friend “Whimpy” always wanted hamburgers? For that matter “Whimpy” always wanted “Popeye” to buy him hamburgers. There are times when I can no longer endure the vegetarian lifestyle and have to cheat. I wonder would I as “Popeye” just how he made only eating spinach work? Would I simply cut it short and say “Hi I’m Barb and I’m your number one fan.

“My Fantastic Dream”

carrot
as seen online via i365art.com

“Carrots as Children” a dream by Barbara Dexter

I appear as a man in three quarter length swim trunks. There is another person, a woman, following close behind me. The lake is absolutely beautiful. The sun was shining down on the clear blue water. We are far away from shore and I estimate the depth to be over ten feet. All of a sudden the water level was much lower and I am swimming in about three feet of water. There is something in the water with us. It is not human. I see two eyes emerge from the shallows. The lake has turned into a swamp. I start to freak. My swimming partner screams we have to save the children. I swim as fast as I can to the shore line. I reach the shore and turn around to catch one and then two carrots. I notice they have no green tops. I believe they must be as afraid as I am. She swims to the shore and scoops up the carrots. “That was some mighty fine swimming Michael” she said. It was then that I realized her name as I said “Thank you Linda.” Linda said “I see you have a friend”, while pointing to my leg. I looked down and said “Oh that is only Sally.” Of course Sally was in her usual position, clamped to my left leg. Yes Sally is an alligator. Strangely enough I walked with Linda and the carrots while dragging Sally without a care in the world.