Embroidery has been a part of my life since the age of eight. My mother and grandmother taught me to stitch and I made a variety of small items, pillowcases, baby bibs, and samplers, over the next few years. This is a pre-post to sharing my thoughts on my evolutionary process in world of embroidery. Today I am working out my thoughts and, maybe, there will be more coming later in the week.
That was it. One storm, a foot of snow in the mountains and about an inch of rain in the valley. Then, poof, the sky was clear and the storm gone. Yesterday was cold, but the sun warmed the air and with a warm coat, a scarf wrapped round my neck and mitts on my figures, I was able to take a walk in the sun.
I walked our new trail, even had a few surprises along the way. The trail is on a 6' rise which puts above the fence line of most houses. A person walking by can easily see into yards that abut the trail. It's a little disconcerting to come around a corner and see a couple sitting in a hot tub on their deck, steaming in the cold air. One does not wish to be a peeping Tom, but the yards are small and there are times you just can't help but see. When I passed by on my return, I was happy to see they had a privacy curtain around their space. They may well need it at all times. The canal and trail have always been there, but it wasn't well known and only, infrequently, use by people in the neighborhood. As word spreads, the trail will become better known and use will increase. I know I'll be walking it often.
November, the month when evening light disappears rather quickly, as turned out to bring us some of the most beautiful sunsets and sunrises. Everyday the sky has been brilliant, the days warm and not very winter-like.
Monday afternoon, about 4:00, Smith and I were in the garden (it was 60+!)n. The clouds had played with formations all day long and just before sunset they put on a show.
This is what happened an hour later when the sun hit the clouds and lit them from below. The trees have lost all their leaves and their bones are bare unto the sky. What a sight the clouds and sun create together as they color the sky.
Tuesday's sky was clear, nearly cloudless, although the air was a bit chillier. I walked the trails of Wheeler Farm and thought how nice it will be when I can walk our new pathway and enter the farm from the back side. The trail from our trailhead will be a bout a mile walk to this vantage point.
Wednesday's temperatures were back into the 60s and I walked over to the garden where Smith was spending his day off. How can you argue with a day this exceptional in the middle of November? This photo was taken from the far southwest corner of the garden. The clouds were forewarning of a storm.
And then it was Thursday, a day that was about as blustery as one you've ever seen, although it started with an amazing sunrise. High winds one day mean a storm is coming in the next. I could hardly walk along the new trail, as gusts kept buffeting me and stopping forward progress. The dirt field just beyond the horses where the new development will be. *sob*
Our condo manager is doing his best to keep ahead of winter, but I think he may have jumped the gun. At least we know he's prepared for anything. Today it is pouring rain, but the weather people predict only an inch or two in the valley. Here's hoping we have snow covered mountains!
Wednesday, I sat my whiny self down and faced my knitting problems. As it turns out (as it usual does), the problems were not as insurmountable as I'd pictured. There is no try, there is only do. I did. In a trice, my shawl was back on track and, Brickyard, while it took a little longer, is now moving forward, too. I am still enticed by my AC T-shirt and may finish stitching round the leaves this weekend. Patience, my friends, I'll tell you more next week.
Every day this week I could have shown you pictures of amazing sunrises and sunsets. For today's picture I had to run out of the house, nightgown flowing, slippers flopping, just to stand in the gusty winds (storm's a coming) to capture this bit of delight.
I bought this amaryllis with so much hope and joy, but it has done nothing but disappoint. No buds, not one, only leaves coming up all sorts of places you don't expect leaves, and then, they just flop over without warning. The bulb has plenty of water, but flop go the leaves. A few days later they might start the process of standing upright again, only to flop down. I confess to trouting for the pot, which is white ceramic with a little red stripe. I saw Christmas blooms in my future, but sadly that appears not to be. I will vacating my house of this bulb and starting fresh, hopefully with better luck. This time I went big time with a double bulb planter and I'll find a new single bulb for this cute pot.
Last, but not least, I bring you a new musical find. A few days ago I heard Courtney Barnett & Kurt Vile's Guest DJ gig on NPR (I'm a fan of All Songs Considered), which lead me to buy their collaborative album. After listening to it through a couple times I ended up humming Over Everything for the rest of the day.
Patty reminds me there are 15 days left of NaBlo. I am trying to summon my inner blogging spirit to help me through. I am losing steam. Have I blogged every day? I wonder. Check to make sure. See I have and know I must go on! I can do this (can't I?)!
I heard a movie is coming out next year based on A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L'Engle, and I thought reading the book might be a good idea. Then I heard there was a version in graphic novel form, so I bought it just for the fun of it. My enjoyment of manga/graphic form books came about a couple of years ago. A graphic AWiT will be a kick!
Perhaps the main reason I wonder if I can make it though this blogging challenge is my enjoyment of Brickyard and my TTL shawl has waned. I've made errors on both and lost momentum trying to get back on track. It's the process, but my thoughts (due to Kym and Vicki's most excellent adventure) have been turned to my AC project and I've another in the wings that I'm excited about, too.
I truly feel unraveled, but tomorrow is another day and we'll see where that takes me. Check out Kat's blog for more Unraveled feelings.
Smith had yesterday off and since I have everyday off, we made the most of it. You gotta love a guy who decides the best way to start the week is by cooking for you.
This isn't the best picture of potato pancakes ever, but when Smith decides that latkes are the best way to use the last of our homegrown potatoes, you know it's going to be a grand day. We rarely bake so there wasn't a drop of baking powder in the house. The pancakes were flatter than a pancake, but tasty nonetheless.
The day was warm and beautiful, the perfect kind of weather to enjoy the out of doors. Smith loves spending time in the garden where there is always work to be done. He and a friend cleaned up the garden of someone who has had some trouble. They removed old crops and vines, then tilled compost into the ground. Smith had a great time and loved helping someone out. The recipient was very happy her garden will be ready for next year. That's a win-win.
Last night we went to our first JazzSLC concert of the season and enjoyed a fantastic show. Cecile McLorin Salvant has a voice she plays like an instrument, a full range of song and sound, mind blowing sometime, excellent all the time. This reduction of Nobody will give you an idea. We loved the show!
Monday turned out to be perfect way to start a week.
By popular demand, my easy care manicure. Color chips away, gel may last longer, but I don't want to be beholden to the salon on a regular bases. I also find color on my nails distracting and foreign. I like my nails short, trimmed just so, and buffed to a shine. Simple. (Frankly, I'm not sure how I got that cut on my index finger, but that's not unusual.) It's a good thing you all wanted to know because this is all I've got today.
These two young men work hard to keep our grounds looking good, lawns mowed, fallen leaves removed, garbage pickup and general grounds clean up. They spent the last week putting lights above every door, and on nearly every tree trunk. I think there are other new displays planned. Our manager is young, has a year old baby, and he is very excited about Christmas. Every year he buys lights at the after Holiday sales and we benefit with new additions to our light display. Hard working grounds crews, who have no fear of heights, are a great reason to live in a condo.
Thursday, my day of no obligations or plans, turned out to be gloriously warm, with clear blue skies and gentle breezes, the kind of day that one must take advantage of this time of year. After my much deserved manicure, I decided to head to the park, walk the trails and enjoy the rays of sun. I checked the Free Little Library and found all the books I'd left behind were gone and many new books had been added. Hurray! for readers everywhere.