So another day is nearly over, and with it, another meeting done. All kinds of officialdom I have discovered, are things I loathe. The people may be very nice, but I am a maverick too, and I hate being typecast, or having to tick boxes.
Oh well, that is the moan of the day done with for now. The boxes are duly ticked. And the patio is finished. The boys did a great job, and I am more than thrilled. You will see photos when I have got it all back in place, as in the 39756787 pots which are piled up around the place need to go where they are supposed to go and THEN you will see all. I promise. I am rather wanting the garden to leap into autumn mode right now. If I never see another tomato it will be too soon, or that is how I am feeling at the moment. There is bounty to celebrate and then there is overload. I want to plant tulip bulbs! Changing seasons are good!
David is starting to gather up all the things he needs for his return to uni, and soon the house will be empty again. Well, I will still be here, but you know what I mean. I will once again discover the floor in the old kitchen, and the piles of uni things will be gone for another year. He is really looking forward to getting back and getting together with his friends, and one hopes, starting the new year of work too. He loves his course, so it is all good. He did extremely well last year, and I am so proud of him. As an added bonus, I do get to see Missy this weekend, though, so that will be wonderful. I wonder if she will remember me at all.
The quilting is going well, but slowly, and the tv is about to give up the ghost and expire, which is not good. Quilting in the chilly evenings is great because I get to be warm while my fingers fly. Snuggly. I just love making things. Having tv to watch while I sew is an added bonus, but hey, if it expires, I will survive. I think.
The word I am focussing on this week is "Fire". Interesting one. Memories of fires, campfires, fireplaces, bbqs, chiminea, toasting marshmallows, mountain fires fanned by the south-easter, dreams of woodburning stoves, sitting in front of fires and watching the flames dance...... so much to think about, write about, take photos......
I am really enjoying picking a random word and then looking for it through the week. Dredging up memories, and writing down the many and varied thoughts it conjures up. It is good discipline and very good brain training! Focus. It is all about focus, and the added bonus is that you end up with a scrapbook fo memories as well. Last week's word was "pink" and the week before was "laughter". Random says it all. I am having a ball.
Right. I need coffee. Enjoy the rest of your day!