This Supreme Court decision has knocked a lot of the normal thoughts of a blogging nature that I usually have right out. So I can’t say that I have anything profoundly interesting to comment on, but I thought I’d say hi here today on a Tuesday anyway.
I’ve been trying to catch up on some of those grandbaby quilts that I need to materialize (<— see what I did there??), and that just takes time. I hope to have some “all finished!” pictures to show you soon. But I dunno. My crafting rhythm is out of whack and also I am sort of mourning my erstwhile stash. I realize that’s silly, but still — I have no blue fabric! No red fabric! When you’re making a scrappy quilt that is a blow.
The garden is hitting its stride. Probably Thursday I’ll have many more pictures of that to show you.
It does me good to just get out there and pull weeds, move things around, and water. Habou has been working hard on the flowers, too. It’s all made easier by Bridget there in the background, doing the heavy-duty weeding and hauling. I highly recommend getting yourself, in your old age, at least one willing child who is garden-minded. What I will do when she leaves I don’t know…
And while she reads (and this is probably not a great idea and accounts for some of my difficulty), I’ve been trying to figure out a toe-up sock. I have literally no idea whether it’s going to turn out all right or not! And I’ve already turned the heel.
Do you think this colorway is masculine at all? Because I think the socks will be big.