I saw a bee on the lavender this morning, first one on it, which tells me it's nearly ready to pick and share. Bees are great indicators of when blossoms are ready.
Several friends will dry their share to use on the linen shelf, one, a great cook, is planning an ice cream experiment. A day or two more sunshine will bring up the scent into the flowers.
And our cool rainy spring has kept the pansies going much longer than usual
And driven up a lot of foliage
Indoors, Winnowing is happening again. After waiting long enough to be sure, I'm moving along some crewel and other yarns.
They'll do well at the thriftie, when I get there. I've used all I can of them, and they're good quality, so someone may be happy.
This is the result of receiving an email about a yarn sale, which caused my Inner Cheapskate, I mean Green Warrior Guarding the Earth, to say are you sure you need to buy? Check upstairs
And I did, finding the Winnowing material, also this,
Beautiful fine wool, which I'd forgotten about and is just like the thing that I nearly bought and now don't need to. And some fine cotton that will go with it.
I don't have a great track record of rendering skeins into usable balls, not having one of those machine things (swift?) but my mom didn't have one either.
She did usually have a kid, me, though, available as a yarn holder and steady waver-about to keep the rhythm going without snagging the yarn and annoying the knitter.
The Tunisian Mitered Square learning seems to have reignited my Square hunger, so the skirt can wait a little. The weather's stormy anyway, not exactly skirt weather. Anyway that's my story.
No, I don't know what I'll make. I'll make squares until I find out.