Inch by inch, it's a cinch

This applies to the weaving which is finally making sense to me, and here's the latest. Yes, this form needs a lot of weaving in of ends.

I think I've got the daisy motif down, and there's no stopping me now.  Today daisies, tomorrow the world! Well, tulips anyway.

For some reason I found myself making a pound cake, from Baking on a Budget, first I ever made, though I've baked a lot of cakes. 

It smells good. A slice with strawberries later maybe.

Why I didn't notice the temp was going here, not really suited to baking, I don't know 

I was probably distracted by the accidental fridge art shadows 

I was out walking earlier while it was cool, just wandering about in new directions until I found myself near my own house, to my surprise. I must have walked in a more or less circle.

Back home the flower seeds are sprouting and suddenly the hibiscus is there. Every year I think oh, dead twigs, nothing happening, until overnight it does this 

This one will have lovely white flowers with red centers. 

I had an egg salad with chopped tiny red peppers and a wrap for lunch, very pretty, and thank you all for the ideas. With a strawberry milkshake.  And I planted the pepper seeds, why not.

I planted them in the sunflower pot because I think the birds may have swiped the sunflowers I saw sprouting. No sign of digging, the squirrels are staying away from the peppermint, so birds feeding young is my guess. Silly fellers, I was going to let the flowers go to seed for the birds anyway.

Various updates:

I now have a tentative way to get checks deposited without ride arrangements. I have a derma appointment close by, in December, not too far off my regular annual date. I've put in a call to the dryer vent people. Next week I have lab work and a COVID appointment set up.  So far so good.

My Governor has defended using the state police at the ICE prison, right before withdrawing them and letting the local mayor take over security. She's stopped ICE from attacking protesters and Delaney Hall is now (a bit) less chaotic. 

There's a judge's order to release a Colombian national today. And the Leg. and Governor are now behind legislation to require attorneys be provided for detainees. 

I think Gov Mikie's in a hurry to erase this week's botched work. Fine.

Happy day everyone, bit by bit we can get things dun. 

Which reminds me: when people say tell us about your experience in your own words, wtf does that mean? In who else's words can you tell your own lived experience? Just asking. 

Billie the Pup always talks in her own words 

Noise galore

All over the development today, men were up on cherry pickers, sawing away at foliage, chipping, grinding. It was windy so I sneezed on and off all day, what with wood dust and pollen and probably molds.

Billie the Pup was not amused by the wind and the noise 

They took down a massive overgrown evergreen close by, and my view is much improved.

This one was on a patio, not association property so maybe the owner arranged for it to go.  The house was a rental for many years and nobody really tended the patio, but a new owner is on it now, and evidently tackling it.

In other news, I more or less wove 8647 into my current band, on the left

a bit tricky, few available threads, but the spirit was there 

And here's my summer supply of cotton yarns for bandweaving. 

This will be great, now that I'm starting to develop some skills. Many more to go.

Happy day everyone, warm here today, I had to take off a layer, then the wind got up and I had to add a jacket.  Then I gave up and came in and wove.

Coda on HOA: Manager got back to me to confirm he'd got the docs and that he'd been stuck in traffic, arrived an hour late. Just as well I didn't wait.  

Grey and windy but spring anyway

Today, Sunday, is warm,  nearly 70°f and very windy, roaring in the trees. I went for what Handsome Partner used to call a little stumble round the block, stopping for a chat with Billie the Pup, then sat on the patio.

admiring the end of the snowdrops, there at the left of the deck, and the arrival of daffodil buds, squint, you'll see.

 

I thought of bringing out my tea on the deck, then considered whether it was advisable to be out in high winds, however warm, around very large old trees.  Tea and knitting indoors instead.

English breakfast as usual. This is from a different supplier and has a lovely fruity scent while being as snarling strong as I like it.

Minimal exercise today, no activism, just a quiet knitting reading napping stumbling day.  I'm using the hip kit tools, especially the grab thing, gosh, it's easier than hoisting myself about to reach things. I should have got one years ago. I'd have been less of a grouch. 

The completion of the glove is a good sign. I just didn't feel up to it the last few days, couldn't settle. 

I returned the puzzle untouched to the library, couldn't settle to that either. So I think I'm now getting a handle on what's up. It's hard in a time of national chaos, so I have to limit my exposure and response. 

The currently available Andy Carpenter is an audiobook, so that encouraged me to knit while I listen. When this pair is done, I'll send it off with the socks and gloves waiting to be mailed. Then I will take a knitting ministry break, first in five years.

Happy day everyone, pace yourself. That means do as I say, not as I do!  I'm delegating the pacing. Also the St Patrick's Day observance. My long-late Irish grandmother, from Tipperary, will just have to cope. 

Misfits and Two Proud Walkers

Yesterday I asked on Freecycle if anyone had a walker, because it turns out I need not only  the downstairs one I already have from HP, but another for upstairs. I used to have a second one and donated it years ago.

Within minutes I had not just an offer, but a choice! With wheels or rubber feet. And the Freecycler said he'd deliver it today because they were going to be in the area on their way somewhere. So here it is 

And here's my benefactor getting in his car ready to help someone else 

When I thanked him he said, nah, it's what I do!  

And I made a couple of just-in-time discoveries. One is that the cortisone shot would put a three month delay on surgery, one that the bone density shot would put a six month delay. Good thing I hadn't had either yet. One scheduled next week, one the week after.  

I see the surgeon Monday,  to get surgery scheduling started, and have him confirm whether I have to bag one shot, postpone the other. The bone density doctor's nurse tells me the shot can usually be postponed safely, wants me to talk again after I see the surgeon.

It's all go. My new normal. I feel like a traffic cop directing all these medical and surgical threads.

Meanwhile Kareem brought the Misfits box, and took away the returns 

Small order this week. The "mystery color" chard turns out to be plain green this time. Tofu for crunchy sticks, because I liked that a lot, with a dipping sauce. Apples for midmornings, berries with the yogurt already in the fridge for desserts, sardines because it's been ages. 

Today I was a bit tired, after the doings of a couple of days, but anyway I changed the bed, did two loads of laundry, put everything away compulsively, did my PT work like a model patient, even cleaned and changed the filters on my hearing aids (!) and got into a Hamish Macbeth. 

Tonight I'm making a chickpea tuna salad. I might make flatbread since I'm all out of bread. I always need some form of bread around. 

Happy day everyone, when in doubt I overdo. But you don't have to.

Billie Takes a Stand: don't mess with me, mean people, you know who you are, making my food more expensive. I will bite your ankle.