In A Bookish, Quilty Mood

Flags, courage, gardening, and staying the course.... Future Me was hanging around over the weekend, especially on Saturday as I finished my Pride in the Flag flag. She has been conspicuously ABSENT for a good while, since Breathing space . I don't blame her in a way. I've certainly wanted to abscond to distant lands. I do not have the luxury of time travel. She, however, possesses fairy-godlike abilities, usually for which I am grateful. This weekend her presence was minimal, yet soothing, as though she kept the rain from falling until I could photograph Pride on the laundry line. She didn't say much, perhaps our conversations are mostly of an ethereal nature, absorbed like breathing. Sometimes her voice wafts softly, often she snorts sharply. She does a lot of snorting, smirking, eye rolling, as though I'm a truculent child in constant need of being upbraided. Or maybe she's weary of this on-off-on again existence, wishing she could retire to sew or write or garde...

Petunias and one random flower recently installed into a bucket. So pretty! I mean that merely in a fictional manner, although after a tremendously bright Sunday, clouds have overwhelmed our area as though impending summertime was a dream. I did get some pumpkin plants into the ground yesterday afternoon when the sun peeked out for a few hours. Otherwise I'm living like it's mid-February, spending my mornings with the writing, then sewing the rest of the day.  Except that it's not cold out, despite gray skies. Well, it's not warm certainly, but not as chilly as February or even March. It's typical Humboldt weather, loads of overcast skies occasionally broken up by sun, although probably not today. And that's fine, wholly freeing me up to spend much of the day with indoor tasks which might include cleaning a bathroom, ahem. Yeah, really gotta do that, but first is this post. then some quilt wall play as I finished the fabric WIP yesterday and by evening's end...