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I'm not completely over whatever is ailing my back but I have been able to get back to somewhat of a normal routine with modifications. I found that if I sit on my big ball I could thread those heddles that have been waiting for me for ages. They are all done now so I'm getting close to being able to weave again.
I had The Mister bring up my big rolling office chair from my downstairs craft room so I could sit comfortably enough to work on the Patchwork quilt again. I finished one more block this week.
I really, really wanted to get this off of the Ladybug before this weekend's fiber fest so I drug the wheel over to the couch and with help from a pile of pillows I could spin for a while. I've still got a bit more to go but I should be plying soon.
The weather hasn't been helping things along either. It's been cold and rainy here for the past few days which is not making my old bones happy but my plants are loving it. The blooms on my mystery rhododendron are spectacular this year. It's a mystery plant because the original died years ago. We put a platform over where it was for our dearly departed Mommy cat's hut and she lived there very comfortably for eleven years. When she went over the bridge last year we removed the platform and the hut and immediately this sprung up in that bare patch. It's huge now. Taller than me. I took it as a sign of something but I'm not sure what.
Even crazier, someone tell me how the Black-eyed Susan got out of the big pot on the front porch and made its way yards away into the front bed seemingly growing out of the rocks that line the sidewalk. I'll never figure out what's going on out there. Every spring brings more puzzles to solve.
The heels are all turned on the socks. Someone commented that the blue ones look like sharks last week. It's actually a colorway called Ransverk named for a Norwegian mountain village. I like it because it's a "manly" colorway without being boring. The pink one is the Lantern Night colorway. Both are from Arne and Carlos' Socks and More collection.
Ta da....one more row finished in section one of the Hue Shift. I've got one more row to do and then this section will be done. If I could just stop having to rip out the blocks that don't line up right, I could be done with this whole afghan in a flash. Those solid blocks throw me every time.
There was stitching this week. The Mister played golf on Sunday and I put my stitching in my lap and the first two episodes of Star Wars on the TV. Everyone hates on the prequels and I wanted to see why. I saw Episode One in the theaters when it came out but hadn't seen the other three. While I was watching I finished the last of the big trees on the Garden sampler.
I also finished the first of the side panels on Patchwork Automne.
As for the movies, I didn't hate them but I thought they were too slick and glossy. I miss the cheesy low tech of the three originals. It was fun seeing the origin stories of some of the characters so ingrained in my psyche that I can still name them all. My boys had all the Star Wars toys back in the day. I admit to getting goosebumps when that first screen crawl came up with John Williams' pounding intro theme. Believe it or not it was about unfair tariffs and trade blockades being forced on the galaxy by the bad guys which set off a war with the rebels. I kid you not.
Betty was hard at work this weekend. She made two loaves of bread and a giant heap of waffles.
A couple of piles of my favorite burnt crackers. I love these things.
English muffins-which were a shocking success. I couldn't believe that those flat little discs of dough would puff up like that in the skillet. Even better, they have all the nooks and crannies that you would expect in an English muffin.
I pushed Betty's luck with some not so great bagels though. I really need to up my bagel game so some homework is in the future. Right now Betty and I need a rest so she's taking a break in the fridge for a few days now that the freezer is full again. We'll try those bagels again next week.
It was cold, windy and threatening to rain but we still made our way down to the Farmer's Market yesterday morning. The fancy lemonade truck was not there this week but Gram's Jams was. The Mister loves jam. He sampled a bit with encouragement from Gram herself and bought a jar of blueberry.
The pickings were still very slim. The Mister bought some peanut butter whoopie pies from the Amish folks. I got a couple of hot house tomatoes, some garlic and a lemon. All I've been eating is sandwiches and a tomato sandwich on sourdough is my favorite.
Speaking of sourdough, back at home I had three Betty's going. One for a loaf, one for a try at English muffins and one just because I need to keep one going. The Mister is off to golf again today so in my free time, if all goes well, I'll be baking all that dough I hope to have proofing in the fridge overnight.
This is a VERY important photograph. It's me. I'm knitting and there's a raging thunderstorm going on overhead. I am NOT hiding in the cold, uncomfortable downstairs. I am right where I usually sit because all the trees that terrified me for almost 30 years are GONE. It's taken a lot of money and a lot of ongoing effort to clear the debris but they can no longer do any harm. It's the first thunderstorm I've enjoyed in years. They really are spectacular.
The Mister went to play golf yesterday and in my down time I decided to explore the things I can do that don't require too much back action. Spiral Chicken on my new lap frame worked very well. I've decided to make peace with the gray that made me so unhappy last year and just finish the darn thing. It's supposed to be a primitive art form from a time when Etsy did not exist. Rug makers made do with what they had on hand and so should I. Weird little pops of color are to be expected, even encouraged. At least that's what I'm telling myself.
The Mister's golf outing was uneventful minus his new friends.
The golf course usually uses goats to keep the weeds down but this year they've got a nice mixture of sheep and goats. I hope they all know how to duck.
Speaking of sheep, look what's coming up next week. I've got to get myself back in walking shape asap because the one thing you can count on there is that there is never a place to sit down.
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