Saturday, September 10, 2016
The weather is pretty much perfect today and I can't wait to sit outside this afternoon with a drink and the guacamole I made a few minutes ago. I love this time of year.
Last night, we had a lot of wind and it knocked apples off the tree. We need to pick them up but I kind of like how they look. I like the sweet vinegar scent and the way they attract fat, lazy bees.
I finally figured out what to do with my next blanket and have been enjoying crochet again. I'm making hexagons, with a narrow range of ten colors, arranged in a sort of gradient. I spent about two hours one night this week sketching a plan with colored pencils. I came up with twenty gradient patterns using all ten colors through a spectrum of pink, purple, blue and green. I'm excited!
I've been having anxiety about driving lately. I've never been terribly enthusiastic about driving, but it's worse now. I'm driving more than I used to, for one thing, but I'm also scared of other people on the road. I see crazy things every single day. And safe driving has consequences too; yesterday, I was trying to make a left turn across four lanes of oncoming traffic, with the woman behind me irate because I wasn't doing it fast enough. Waving her arms, making obscene gestures, yelling - with a young child sitting in the front seat next to her (which is illegal) and a small dog running free across both of their laps. I'm worried for that kid, and everyone else.
The Bear baked zucchini breads earlier this morning, with zucchinis we grew. We've been eating them for a few weeks and learning to pick them early, before they go all sticky and seedy inside. The tomatoes are almost finished and the grapes are rotting on the vine faster than we can pick them - food for birds now. This was our best gardening year in this house and we're pretty proud of ourselves. Next year, more tomatoes, especially large ones for slicing.
Did you know there's a new Tana French book coming out in October? I know I have some fellow Dublin Murder Squad fans out there. It's called The Trespasser. I have it on hold already at the library. I can't wait to read it!
I've been doing laundry since early this morning. I don't mind laundry, really. Even the folding and putting away is pretty bearable, to me. I hang my nightgowns, bras and some of my underwear on a rack which I keep in the foyer when it's in use. I'm enjoying the way the detergent scent floats through the house when a breeze comes through the windows. The windows are open, did I mention that? Open windows, coolish temperatures, a soft breeze! It's really happening.
It was actually cold out this morning when we got up. Down in the fifties, sunny and bright with that crisp look to everything outside. Now I want to bake an apple pie. As soon as all the zucchini bread is finished, I will.