Now there's a post title that most likely piqued your interest and made you eager to read what I have to say. Or not.
It's not that I'm bored. It's the last of January and I'm not halfway started on all those projects I was going to do for fun in this long, slow month that has literally zooomed past!
It's just that when I think of sharing what's been going on, nothing seems very interesting or funny or, praise be, exceptional. So you may as well stop reading now and go to someone else's more stimulating blog.
Still here? Okay, you asked for it.
I have been in my quilt room a bit. Now and then. Here and there. Rewarding myself with an hour's time in there once or twice a day. I'm working on a new spring shower curtain. The old one is faded and drab. And I never much liked the way it turned out in the first place. The new one (in spring colors, of course) has alternating vertical panels of squares on point and an appliqued vine with flowers. Since the piece will be laundered a bit, I'll use machine applique rather than doing it by hand. Picture(s) will be posted . . . eventually.
Reading. I've done more of that than I have in a long time, but my thirst for same has not been quenched. (So many books, so little time.) I'm nearing the end of Weekends with Daisy, a book about service dogs raised by prison inmates. The dogs spend weekends outside the prison walls with someone (often in a family environment) on the "outside" so they can become socialized, familiar with and accustomed to all they will encounter after achieving their (hoped for) goal of becoming service dogs.
Yesterday we hit a high of nearly 10° above zero so took advantage of the "warm" weather to haul out the roof rake and remove 2-3' of accumulated snow from one section (14' x 32') of roof. Of course, the snow came avalanching down (!) directly onto a shoveled pathway that had to then be cleared of same snow. I think Papa Pea and I both exercised some (apparently) seldom used muscle groups during the project.
As of last night, I've finished sorting through all my garden seeds and making a list of those lacking in quantity and needing supplementation and dumping (geesh, I hated to do it) ones that were too, too old to hang on to. Now to the (daunting) task of deciding from which of the thirteen seed catalogs stacked on the table I will order which seeds. I've heard seed prices are substantially "up" this year, but I haven't yet been big and brave enough to take a look for myself.
Well, those are the exciting things I have to report. (Aren't you relieved I held myself back from yammering on about the boring things?)
We've had no snow for several days now. Is this it for the winter? (Ha! It's only the end of January, silly girl.) We traditionally get the bulk of our snowfall in the month of March. Last year got most of it in April. Guess we've still got some time left to get more. Good. All the more time before I'll be spending all my daylight hours out in the garden. Garden? Just where IS the garden? It's been so long that it's been covered with a couple of feet of snow that I don't recall exactly where it is. For sure, we won't be dealing with a spring that is too dry this year.
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