All week is has been threatening - or promising, depending upon how you feel about rain and gardens. Cloudy skies in the mornings, partially clearing in the afternoons, making way for sunshine and lovely warm temperatures. But the rain is so welcome....
Busy week - some of the days spent in the loom room winding the linen warp for a quartet of fine linen huck finger towels. Less practical than kitchen towels, but I have this left over linen, and it is partially to prove to myself that I can still manage this strong, stiff, wiry, inelastic thread that ends up being so lustrous and beautiful. For a while I wondered when the end of one section of the warp somehow turned into what looked like a bird's nest of delicate white threads, thoroughly entangled. Patience and a large strong comb saved the day, - no, that's not really what saved the day. It was the wound-in cross that it is essential to all warps to keep the threads in order and separated. It behaved beautifully, and now the threads hang docilely from the back beam, waiting to be threaded.
Wednesday I left the loom to go singing, and then came home to make a chicken and honey casserole and a peach pie for dinner with a son and daughter-in-law, - and then we watched The Strange Case of Benjamin Button, and I was totally engrossed in his adventures, growing young backwards....It was nice to cook for someone else too, - I miss this on evenings when I open the cupboards and the fridge and find something easy to put together for a watching-the-news supper.
Three meetings and a Thursday morning spent watching a Philharmonic concert (Martha Argerich, pianist, playing some Mendelsohn and Robert Schuman's Piano Concerto in A Minor with Ricardo Chailly conducting, filled in the week quite nicely and brought me to Saturday and the Catholic Women's League annual St. Patrick's Day Tea....
Looney Auctions don't stir me as they once did. When we were raising funds for our Parish Hall we had them regularly, serving coffee and Exotic Desserts. They are great fund raisers, and that was how I viewed Saturday's, - hoping that I would not end up with any of the objects I bid on. Very nice, - but more STUFF, if you know what I mean...Here are a few pictures from the week - the beautiful golden forsythia was brought to me as 'sticks' by my granddaughter, who now lives in our House on the Hill with her men and tends the garden there. The men include two sweet great grandsons! The forsythia comes from the same bush that used to provide the blooms that Charles looked askance at when they inhabited our big bathtub to bring a little early spring to dreary winter...
I miss his gentle grumbling.....
3 comments:
The forsythia photograph is such a cheerer-up Hildred. Also I like the idea of a Loonie Auction. I must say that I so admire the way that you have organised your life and kept busy - Charles would be so proud of you.
Little bits and small bits seem to fill my days as well. But I like that -- and am grateful for wonderful ordinary days! You write about them so beautifully.
Oh - the bathtub forsythia. I always loved when you did that and am glad you still have it to brighten your days. It has been so sunny here in the mountains, Hildred. Our snow is melting, and we are enjoying a false spring. I'm not getting my hopes up though...however, a few sprigs of some of my red twig dogwoods are poking out of a snowdrift. Also, I see some tight buds on the aspens. Your week sounds busy and productive. Now I'm hungry for peach pie!
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