Growing Things
Wow, is it already the end of
May?
Last week I was swept away by a birthday blizzard on one
side and a
Spring Market squall on the other. My brother's birthday is the 16th,
Isaac's is the 17th, my sister's husband's is the 18th, and my mom's big
day is the 20th. Add to that a trip to Minneapolis last week from
Wednesday through Sunday and a father in the hospital. (He came home on
Sunday too — after two weeks. I won't go into it without his consent.
He does seem to be doing much better now. We were worried. Love you,
Dad!)
I have a book-contribution to photograph, fabric to finesse, patterns to polish, kids to cuddle. (Now I'm
just having fun with alliteration.) Mayday, Mayday!
what a beautiful city! I don't know what I was expecting exactly, but I
was pleasantly surprised. The weather was great, the city was clean
and lively, and the public transit system was fantastic, and there was a
Target right downtown. I picked up some flip-flops and chocolate on
Thursday, grabbed apples and couscous on Friday, and made a last-minute
umbrella-run for Saturday's rain. This is exciting stuff — as on most
of my city-stays, I lack some mundane object I have left behind; there
was no want this time.
I love to catch up with everyone at
Market. Friends everywhere with new patterns, new books, new fabric,
new fabric shops, new wallpaper. Some with launch-parties, some with cake-parties. I forget to work.
Minneapolis was great. I feel
completely refreshed right now. And I'm happy to be home to my little
green garden of growing things.
projects to scoot-to before the coming heat scoots me back inside: work
tables to build, chairs to refinish, a storage unit to clear out, a new
garden to tend. Truthfully, I can't even start on this list till a
whole different work-list is checked. We'll see how it goes. The blaze
is on its way.
I've got some fresh energy so I'm hopeful. I'll
keep a camera handy.
And school is out tomorrow! My kids are all
mine again. This makes me squishy. I go.