Monday, April 13, 2020

April 13th, 2020



The days are sunny

but the wind persists in its chilly ways

and I am dissuaded from

taking Bruce and the mobile cart

out for a spin.

Just down the lane.

Eyes are rolled and hands go up in the air

when I suggest 

I might go over  town!!!

Perhaps with good cause...

we are still keeping our distance

even (or especially) from those we'd like to hug!

So today I started to wind a warp....

a magic grey cotton that seems to shimmer

and a natural soft shade of white.

I have a delicious cone of white boucle, for weft

that I think would make wonderfully absorbent towels. 

I am getting a little ahead of myself

as both looms are still dressed.

The bamboo and silk on the LeClerc

remind me that Easter is past

and it's time to get back to work...

and on the Glimakra I am playing,

and I don't know what the end result will be.

Colourful, if nothing else!!

Today I put that wonderful DVD I have

"Two Cellos" with Hauser and Sulic

and I played it a second time while I made cookies.

My daughter brought me turkey and dressing

and my DIL a lovely plate of ham and corn

and scalloped potatoes...

So I am quite stuffed, and hoping that by bedtime

I might have time for the  pumpkin pie and cream!

But perhaps I should leave that until tomorrow, -

age is inclined to leave the stomach a little delicate

if one overstuffs at bedtime!!!

And speaking of bed and treats

here is the little dog, "Bruce" telling me that

it is time to go out for his bedtime rendezvous

with whatever cats might be around,

and a couple of bits and pieces before he settles for the night.

He misses Callie,

as I do, too!

Tomorrow perhaps the west wind will have abated somewhat

and we might be able to dig and scratch around

in the garden!





2 comments:

John "By Stargoose And Hanglands" said...

I think you'd be very wise to stay out of town for a bit longer yet. There's something very calming and trustworthy about the sound of the cello; ideal companionship for such times.

Hill Top Post said...

Sounds like the good life to me, but then I am one who treasures my solitude most of the time. I should think the sounds of the cello and those of the looms would make for good companions.