I tried to be. I’d like to be. But I’m just not. (5-21-21) It’s been over a week since I typed that. Apparently I’m not a “Weekly [Anything]” kind of gal either. What I’m really not, is an “Organized [Anything]” kind of gal. And I’m not sure why I opened this blog. My lack of organization means I have nothing prepared. Since I wrote here last: I worked in the backyard–cut the branches of the weed trees hanging over the…
I’ve not written because I’ve not really done much of anything worth writing about. I have been mostly cleaning and organizing. I don’t have any plan. Some days I don’t do anything. On other days (more and more), I just do something in whatever room I’m in, or want to be in, and work for as long, or short, as I feel like that day. No goals I need to meet. Nothing that can say I failed to do it….
First, some business (though I doubt those who need to read it will.) I did not intend to spend my time here reading meaningless comments. I used to have a capsha option, but I no longer do (or I can’t find it) so I needed to put comments on moderation until I can figure it out. I appreciate a genuine compliment as much as anyone, but I’m not looking for compliments . . . especially on my “great blog,” “wonderful…
“Hunt” may have been a better word choice, but I like the alliteration “Search” provides. The owl was done using Jude‘s skatching* method. Since I’m not great at drawing, I traced the outline of an owl onto the base cloth. The pencils I had on hand were colored art pencils. They are weird in that they faded away. Whatever color I chose. Except where I tried to erase. That I had to wash away with a damp (almost wet) cloth….
So…. at 3:30 am on February 13 the ice storm in progress at the time took out our power. Half the city’s, I think. My brother and sister-in-law have had their move to Oregon baptized in fire and ice, not to mention not being able to get out and meet new people because of covid. And they haven’t been here a year, yet. Obviously, I didn’t get my laundry done. I spent a few hours at my sister’s on two…
That pretty much sums up everything for me. Last week I finished the fourth row of Iqbal’s quilt. This is a pretty crap photo, but I have no clothesline outside on which to hang them, and this is my design “wall” –sort of. Eventually it will be something hanging there on which to pin things. There is no actual wall space anywhere. The rows are also not in order. This week I’ve been working on my 50+ year project of…