I was going to say it's been a busy week, but in truth,
it's been a crazy-busy fortnight.
There have been ginger molasses cookies (both soft
and crispy, because I forgot one tray in the oven) and
banana bread that's been and gone. I picked strawberries
and made my first batch of jam for the year.
G wore a Wash inspired Cosplay outfit to school for
character day. "This land.. we shall call it ... This Land"
We celebrated Auntie O's birthday with homemade
pizza (white sauce, dates, walnuts, prosciutto, YUM!),
listened to a mandolin and guitar concert organized by
Auntie O, and listened to a local author, Brian Doyle,
whose book (Mink River) G and I devoured last summer.
Sweet G, Little e and I participated in a Taekwon Do
demonstration, after which G and I sprinted to the
studio so we could test for our next belt level. We're
now Brown Stripes (which makes Big E giggle like a
boy when he hears it.)
And in the midst of all these things, and so many more,
(Such a BUSY pair of weeks) alchemist has finished
her yearly bloom, but Little Lucy (our aggressive
wee pink rose) is getting ready for her turn to display.
The small, hot, dry bed on the west side of our house
has been weeded, and new bearded irises have been
planted for next year.
And then there was the sewing. So much sewing. 40+ bags
were sewn for a shop update, plus a pile of special orders.
A good portion of those bags have been packaged and
sent out to lovely customers.
But, what stands out most brightly, in this period of
intense activity as the school year winds down, was
the quilt presentation. Oh, the tangled webs one
spins when organizing a year long, school wide secret.
I'm thrilled beyond words that it was successful, and
that I have been forgiven for all of my mistruths. No
one is holding a grudge for my misdirection, which I
must admit, became a small concern of mine toward
the end. While indulging my inner 12 year old
improvisational "story" spinner has been fun, my adult
self is the tiniest bit squeamish about carrying so many
lies, white though they may be. This must be another
sign of adulthood that no one warns you about.
This project really was a joy to pull together. After most
big projects (although I've never had a project quite
this large), I have a temporary aversion to the project.
After auction quilt projects, I don't want to quilt again
for at least a half year. After the book making
projects, I don't want to be in the classroom for a while.
But, with this project, I'm not feeling that same need
for distance. I'm tired. Yes, I am tired. But, I am
really looking forward to making another quilt, or
perhaps even (hold your breath here) finishing a
WIP (work in progress) quilt that's been sitting on the
shelf for years now. What a lovely way to end the
school year. Now, to survive the last five days of