Saturday Morning

The early bird gets the best pictures, to be sure.

On Wednesday, I went to my friend Tammy's house, and was greeted with lots of beautiful lupines that had sprung up since my last visit. I was reminded of my mother-in-law, who loves lupines. Tammy said she wouldn't mind my stopping by again with my camera, so I've been looking for lovely light. Yesterday, the boys and I drove by, but it was too sunny. This morning, I woke up to cool and cloudy skies, and even though it's Saturday, I knew it was time to get pictures of these lovely little flowers.

When I got back to my house, I sat outside at my favorite table, and enjoyed toast with homemade peach preserves, and loose leaf tea, which always seems fancier. The birds are chirping and singing and I've got a handknit sweater to keep out the chill while the clouds burn off. What's better than this?

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garden panos from 2023

Last year, I made some effort (not thoroughly successful) to capture state-of-the-garden pictures every month, including panoramas stitched together on Photoshop, in order to get the whole view of what's happening. So here's a little recap of the garden in 2023! early March April May June August It appears that I missed July, and either didn't take or didn't save this project in September, although we didn't have a killing frost very late into the season - we were still harvesting a few things in October. As much as I loved the lettuce that was growing in the tunnel, and getting an early start on a few things, I'm not a fan of plastic anywhere, especially in my garden, so I am looking at options - cold boxes with old windows, etc. I'm planning to start my 2024 garden this month - pea planting, planning, and seed starting in March! What are you planting?

Night

Trixie (as in Speed Racer) and Stitch (as in per inch) Night My kitten walks on velvet feet And makes no sound at all; And in the doorway nightly sits To watch the darkness fall. I think he loves the lady, Night, And feels akin to her Whose footsteps are as still as his, Whose touch as soft as fur. Lois Weakley McKay ... a childhood favorite from The How and Why Library. Thank goodness my parents moved last year and sent this book my way. Otherwise, I would have just the first line running through my head forever!

Spring Means Baseball!

I've had this idea for a knitting pattern in my head and it's finally come to fruition! I am still polishing up the pattern, but here's a quick peak: PS: There's more than one size and this one is too big for me but it was the only one I had "stitched up."

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