All across Blog Land writers eulogize summer's end. I woke this morning to the sound of rumbly thunder and knew that it was not so - summer may have packed her bags, but she has not left the building.
In the orchards the tractors strain under dense loads of newly picked apples, but the air is decidedly summers' - thick and heavy with humidity. I feel for the pickers who struggle in this heat climbing their ladders, filling their pouches, wiping their brows. Even while the crop is three weeks early, fall has not been roused - he is yet to arrive with crisp morning breezes and highly saturated colors. Perhaps he is lying in bed like myself, listening to all that rumbly thunder.
One has to get up at some point to feed the cats and let the dog out. Sleep has been difficult this summer - my dreams have been filled with unexplainable images which often follow me through the day. The best remedy is to busy oneself.
Here is a little bit of what I've accomplished this week -
My daughter is on a Hello Kitty kick. She complains that she "missed the memo" as a child, and refuses to believe that I DID pedal this line (because I loved it so). She was adamant, a fiercely determined child - no Hello Kitty for her - SHE wanted Rainbow Brite! And so it goes. Turns out you're never too old for Hello Kitty.
This is a second seat cover for her car which has black leather interior. It can be a painful experience to sit on the seats in the Florida heat without some protection!
I've been making more of my "Yarn Bowls" based on Ayumi's wonderful pattern.
Perfect for sock knitting - jewelry storage, hand knitted wash cloths, you name it.
My love affair with selvages continues.
This project is almost finished - tune in later in the week for the end result (I love it!)
Finally, a completed pair of cotton bed socks for the Florida daughter who turns the AC up REALLY REALLY high and sleeps under comforters (she hates the northeastern cold, but needs to sleep as a southern polar bear might!)
Oops - these are inside out - but you get the drift.
What do you find yourself doing on rumbly days?
In the orchards the tractors strain under dense loads of newly picked apples, but the air is decidedly summers' - thick and heavy with humidity. I feel for the pickers who struggle in this heat climbing their ladders, filling their pouches, wiping their brows. Even while the crop is three weeks early, fall has not been roused - he is yet to arrive with crisp morning breezes and highly saturated colors. Perhaps he is lying in bed like myself, listening to all that rumbly thunder.
One has to get up at some point to feed the cats and let the dog out. Sleep has been difficult this summer - my dreams have been filled with unexplainable images which often follow me through the day. The best remedy is to busy oneself.
Finally, a completed pair of cotton bed socks for the Florida daughter who turns the AC up REALLY REALLY high and sleeps under comforters (she hates the northeastern cold, but needs to sleep as a southern polar bear might!)
What do you find yourself doing on rumbly days?
2 comments:
1st of all, the quilt on your header....SERIOUSLY FABULOUS!
My daughter, the 21 year old, also on a Hello Kitty tangent.
Our temps here still feel like summer, but the light has changed. It's almost like someone has put a softer lense on the sun :)
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