I was on a mission

Wednesday, August 8, 2018

There were a few things I wanted to get done today and as I sit on the deck watching the sun go down I can say I did most of them.

Although the grass in the lawn didn’t need a trimming, the weeds growing there certainly did; the same was true for the boulevard. I knew the day was going to be hot so I started early – I was out at 7:30 and had it done in an hour. I can’t say it was particularly cool while I did it but it would have been worse later in the day.

I still had laundry to do from when the kids were here – beach towels and blankets. I got them out on the line and even though there was no breeze they dried quickly in the sun. I cleared out the laundry room, organized the recycling and swept the floors. I thought I might scrub the floors as well but I spent over an hour on the phone with Vicki and when I hung up I had lost my momentum. Oh well, the dirt will still be there tomorrow.

I started the week three blocks behind on my Splendid Sampler and I was determined to catch up. Thankfully the first block I worked on today was English paper-pieced so I was able to do it in the cool of the basement. It was hot upstairs tonight but catching up on the blocks kept my mind occupied until I could open the windows and doors in search of an evening breeze.

And you see the oddest things while sitting on the deck. Along with a cruise ship passing through, the two ferries, and the small boats coming into the harbour there was a guy, on a bicycle, riding down the hill pulling a suitcase on wheels. It didn’t go as well as you might think and there were many stops along the way to get things Iined up. I hope he wasn’t hoping to catch the ferry because it left without him.

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Not an easy day at sewing

Tuesday, August 7, 2018

I was back at the bee today but my fears may have been confirmed – I’ve forgotten how to sew.

I had a few more Farmer’s Daughter blocks packaged up, all ready to be paper-pieced. I started with one that I knew would be difficult but I’d been carrying it around for a few sessions and decided it needed to get finished.

There were 15 pieces of pattern for this 6.5″ block; I printed the colour each part of each pattern piece was supposed to be. But when I came to put it together it didn’t all fit. Granted I made a few mistakes of my own, but I could have written the paper-piecing pattern better than “they” did. I was able to save a few of the pieces but came home with about a third of it to do over.

On to my next block. This one was my own stupidity – or maybe I can blame it on the heat. Yes, let’s go with that. This block should have been simple. It was easy to see what colour should be in each position but even then I found myself starting from scratch after putting the first half together (thank goodness for the tape I carry in my bag). I redid the one half but still have the other half to get done.

It is really hot out but I think I’ll put up with the temperature in my studio long enough to finish those two blocks and maybe get some cutting done for my next Splendid Sampler block. It is hand stitched and I can do that in the cool of the basement.

Back in town

Monday, August 6, 2018

I’m back in Powell River for a few days. I had some prep work that needed to be done for the Cranberry Hall Board meeting on Thursday. I could have stayed an extra day but coming back today means I can go to the sewing bee tomorrow – I haven’t been in so long I hope I still remember how to sew.

It was a busy weekend but I think we got the word out about the House Concerts on Texada. The organizer had set me up with a table under a tent right next to the stage; I shared the space with the CD sales people. Although I couldn’t always see the performers I was comfortable and could hear them just fine. And the dance area was right in front of the table so it was excellent people-watching all weekend long. Pat was MC-ing the event but was able to relieve me at the table when I needed to go to the bathroom (a long walk) or to the beer table (a short walk). I did a couple of cross stitch projects while I sat; they were easy to pick up and put down when I needed to clap for performers and talk to folks interested in the concerts.

I bought an arm’s length of 50-50 tickets the first day but it was after the first draw so I didn’t have such a great chance. As it turned out the same fellow won both draws but he very graciously turned over his second winnings to the festival. I was first in line to buy my tickets on Sunday and I was almost embarrassed when Pat announced my number from the stage. I picked up $200, enough to treat Pat to dinner at Shelter Point when the day was over.

I’ll be heading back to Texada for the weekend – this time for Sand Castle Weekend. Pat is working and performing on Sunday but I don’t have any duties and will be able to watch the sand being shaped into who-knows-what. There is also a Skim Board Jam that I wish Alex and Will could be here for.

 

The Golden Son

Author: Shilpi Somaya Gowda

This was a recommendation from a friend, although I had already read her previous book and enjoyed it.

Anil is the eldest son of a prominent family in India. He moves to the US to complete his internship and residency in Texas. Although many in his family assume he will return to India, Anil hopes to become a specialist through several more years of training. When his father dies Anil is under even more pressure to return, and his love for a childhood sweetheart is also pulling him back.

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