Pi shawl thus far

Doesn't look like much yet. But it grows. Pattern is from wendyknitsdotnet in celebration of Elizabeth Zimmerman's 100th birthday.

Poppet

Vury vury bizzy

phew! this month has been a whir of activity. guests and crisis' and a trip to Cupertino and a wonderful reunion in Vermont. OMG.

First. It was fabulous to have my friends here. Stalwart and supportive and I hope they had a good time. I regret that our family was being bombarded with one crisis after another which sidelined me and made me a less than gracious hostess. At the least I will recall it as a memorable visit!

Vermont. Sigh. A visit to our collective past and a gift of the greatest magnitude.A meeting of souls that remember each other in this life from nearly half a century ago.

My children growing and experiencing hard truths and I hope it makes them better people. My hope is that these lessons will be embraced and recycled into art and beautiful lives.

And a bum knee which needs looking after. bone cyst & tendonitis? that kind of diagnosis from the mri. I will try to learn more tomorrow if I can get in to see the doctor.

And bright and shiny Cupertino which was amazing. I came home and slept for 14 hours just to process some of the vast mountain of information that I tried to soak in. I met some talented and even brilliant people in whose company I was honored to be tutored in the craft that I practice in my job of teaching computer mysteries to adults.

As for my art and my craft, I have carried my wool and my cotton around  with me from the northeast to the san francisco bay and occasionally even took a stitch  here and there. I hope September has more time and space for  stitching. and that is what she said.

Flight

Flight was beautiful.

Visitors

These two were curled up in our yard this morning. This picture was taken from my porch with my arm extended out through the back door so as not to startle them..
They must belong somewhere as they do not look thin or uncared for. I hope they find their way back to their home.
We will not be adopting another two kitties. Will. Not. Feed. Kitties..

Blue Bag with Roses

Finished a bag. I found the handles at City Quilter and they were the perfect match for the roses. A good reason to finish it.
We are enjoying having Tilde and company here. Today they went to the Metropolitan Museum and Central Park. I stayed home and stitched a few centers for the Storm at Sea.

Getting ready for company

Last two days of work before vacation. I am squirming with excitement. Cleaning (such as it is) has commenced, lawns are mowed, curtains still not rehung, linens washed , frig stocking and general scullery work. 
The house is ready for company. Twill be a blast to have a full house again. It has not been so for over a decade-this wee house where I raised my four kids. Ha. Now I wonder how they all fit in! 
Else bought us new towels for our guests, all in beach colors..I think they match the storm at sea colors. A luxury.
Isn't it funny how you prepare for company by getting new towels. Seems like an American ritual. Anyone else in other parts of the world? How do you prepare for company? 
   

martha
http://www.quiltcontemplation.blogspot.com

This visitor graced us with her presence this morning.

She measured 4 or 5 inches and allowed me to get close enough for a picture.
When we tried to measure her she flew away. The top picture is clickable to enlarge.

anniversary travels

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Greenport Tea Company for tea.I had ginger lemon and mike had raspberry something. His was better. The afternoon tea for two comes with a scone, some tiny sandwiches of cucumber, raisin bread and cream cheese tuna and ham and swiss, some fruit and confections on a pretty three tiered cake stand. Of course I should have taken a picture before we tucked in. But we were hungry.

We passed this display on the ride home and had to turn around and see what we could see. The chairs were teak and foldable and made with no metal hardware. Cool, heh? Unfortunately the guy did not accept plastic and we did not want to go back to town which was hot and choked with traffic. In an unexpected gesture, the seller said to take the ones we wanted and send him a check. So we did.

And here is a picture of a bug. In the wind.

happy anniversary

Storm At Sea

I do not do things in small increments. My process is to spend hours
and hours immersed in my room. I am planning to make thirty blocks but
twenty five may suffice. I may make thirty and then jettison the ones
that I don't love. These blocks are both hand and machine stitched
which means I actually do do things in small increments. I am full of
contradictions.

from Latin acquiescere, from ad- ‘to, at’ + quiescere ‘to rest.’

Inside, we don't feel so old,
although our children are (mostly) grown
and their conversations amongst themselves seem banal.
We still wear the same clothes
think the same thoughts-
The same feelings seize our nervous systems & flood our cells
with the same hormones-
some more than others.

And then on one occasion
or more than one occasion,
we are passers by, or
in,  the ebb and flow
of our daily travels, our daily travail,

and we catch a glimpse
of what others see.
And this glimpse, more than all of the peering into the mirror and counting wrinkles
and the counting of the scars,

it is this glimpse that makes us feel our age
and we acquiesce.

Doodles

Another kind of summer sampler

From the book "Knitting Lace, a Workshop with Patterns and Projects"
a book by Susanna E. Lewis.
Wherein I decided I will learn to make lace and actually practice a
small thing before leaping in lock, stock and spinning wheel.

What the post brought

A quilt hug from a distant friend and yarn that is made with camel
hair and cashmere. The timing is perfect.

Design wall

Sand scuptures on the beach

Ready

Nachos at Aye Carumba.

Our intention was to order salad. Do you see any salads?#dayoffdiet

Morning stroll