The dog days of summer are upon us.
Oh it is hot. I don't mind it but the animals clearly do: the dog lazes through the afternoon, eyes rolled back in his head. The various fowl wander aimlessly through the yard panting and the kitten hides inside, napping. We get in the water as much as possible. Tennis shoes and boots are a thing of ancient history.
My sunflowers are skyrocketing, my tomatoes are fruiting, and my raspberries are heavy with dark gems. The tadpoles are dividing into a head and a body segment while adult frogs hop through the grass looking for a cool and safe place. The magpies are stealing our eggs. My weeds along all the edges of our property are also skyrocketing and I wish I could hire someone for an afternoon to come just yank out a bunch of tall grass that has overtaken a few spots that I haven't had time to keep up. There are never enough hours in the day.
Maybe I'm too tired to knit this month (gasp! horror! Never!)! I have done so much ripping back the last few weeks - frogs here of a different sort. I am still in the process of ripping back a few rows on my Radiance shawl and when I tired of that, I started an Adama cowl with beautiful cushy Malabrigo which I realized late into the project was wayyy off gauge and was going to turn out much too small. Oh, the value of doing a gauge swatch! I wish I had heeded the little voice in my head at first! I frogged the entire shawl and cast on a swatch in the next needle size up - much too small. Another swatch two needle sizes up - too big. The needle size in between was finally just right. (Someone's been eating my porridge!). Things were going swimmingly (like a frog) until I lost track of what row I am on and could not for my life figure out last night just what I was supposed to be knitting and why I had an extra stitch. At that point I just put it down and will return to it later today.
Cross-stitch is sounding rrrrrreeeeeeeaal good right now.
I have been reading a smattering of this and that. One of my faith heroes, Elisabeth Elliott, passed away yesterday and I included the book I've been slowly reading through by her in her honor. I imagine she and my friend Sue are in raptures over the Savior together right now and the thought makes me smile, since I know EE was also one of her heroes. Strange that I just wrote a post including Elisabeth Elliott in light of Sue's passing and now they have both commenced out of this shadowy life into the real life we all await.
Lyddie and I are reading Baby Island by Carol Ryrie Brink and we are both enjoying it. A copy of Big Stone Gap by Adriana Trigiani is at the library for me on hold and I am going to pick that up today and will hopefully have some fun reading ahead of me. I am listening to Sense and Sensibility on CraftLit and just went back to continue with The Scarlet Letter, also on CraftLit.
Although my knitting is so back and forth (mostly back) right now, I am still so looking forward to joining in with the Yarn Along crowd over at Ginny's blog. This post is so rambly but it reflects the state of my mind lately, which is heavy with sorrow still for my dear friends and disorganized with all the solo work I do to keep this place running in the summer while Jesse works long hours. Let me know you stopped by, I love to hear from you. <3 span="">3>