Repatriation has started.

Gary has started moving houseplants to the new place, yay. The bromeliad moved out this morning, the palm to follow. Meanwhile I brought down my snake plant to replace the bromeliad. 

The split leaf philodendron is to follow, also the charcoal drawing on the wall back there.

Every item that leaves is a relief. I'd like to have all the plants downstairs because I forget to water the ones in the guest room. And I don't get to see them anyway, when they're upstairs.

Outside the daylilies at my door are opening.

The kimono sash is completely finished now. I ended up with the knotted finish you see.

Note the use of the clipboard as an art tool. It's very useful as a third hand in various weaving stages. Also it works like a small drawing board when you don't need to wrangle a full size one. Mitchell probably knows this of old.

Along with the current braid on the lucet, and the linen jacket finishing, I fancy making another clasped weft weave, with half the warp threads one color, half the other. Like the eyeglass case, only a band, and the same two colors for the wefts. 

I'm also thinking about making a braid to finish the jacket fronts. Hm. After the current one on the lucet. 

I could remove the current one and come back later to it, but I think it might be wiser to finish the one I'm on. Or I might contract Second Braid Syndrome.

Or I might find fabric for the finishing and pockets of the jacket to match a skirt. I'm pretty sure I have some bits from when I made the skirts. Or maybe this is when I bust out that pink and white stripe cotton fabric, which is still waiting to be pressed.

I'm never short of ideas, as you see. There are only the ones I can be bothered to enter here, one finger typing, you remember. The brain is a busy old loom.

The hobnobs were well received by Gary and New Friend, who is now a new person in my circle too, lovely lady.  I thought they needed to keep up their strength, still packing cars and driving back and forth all weekend.

Happy day everyone, happy solstice, summer or winter, depending on where you are. 

This is as technical as I plan to get about it 

Judge John Deed and dreams around the solstice

Yesterday was busy, what with food prep,  walking, exercises including weight training in the evening, garden consult with Gary. So as usual I'm surprised that I'm tired today, why does it keep surprising me. 

I was up at five, breakfasting, thinking about walking to celebrate the solstice, then reading an old favorite, Heyer's Faro's Daughter, then I woke up mid morning, having apparently slept through my plans. 

I had wonderful dreams about a huge building that seemed to comprise all the parts of my life, with helpful people. 

I dreamed I arranged a gallery show of small prints which I'd visualized and was going to execute. I woke to realize the gallery director and even the building are long gone. It was a hyper realistic dream and took me a minute to reorient myself to the day. The Dream as Memory Lane. La vida es sueno. Either way.

I did eventually get a walk, on a beautiful after-the-storm day, puffy clouds, wind, warm sunshine. Around here I didn't see any damage, but at the condo just five minutes away,  there's siding torn off, trees down and chainsaws in action after a wild night.

Here it's more like this 

The Montauk daisies needed water, because despite the overnight storm, they were sheltered by the roof overhang. I pulled out some lemon balm here and there and will toss it when I get my energy back.  I garden in short bursts now, getting the hang of it.

I've started watching the Judge John Deed series and I'm really liking it again. I love the actor who plays Deed, warm, thoughtful, but a renegade all the same. 

The premise that such a man, however brilliant and well connected, could get to be a UK High Court judge, that stuffiest of institutions, is shaky, but I was up for the willing suspension of disbelief in the service of fun and rule breaking.

He's also a very intelligent character. This wins me every time. Foyle, Mrs Bradley, Lewis, Holmes, Maisie Dobbs,  Maigret, Miss Fisher, it's the intelligence. 

Update on the insurance question I got from the neighbor the other day -- he got a quote for coverage from my insurer,  for half the premium proposed by the company he'd started checking with. Same coverage. As far as we know, good response to claims.  So he's a happy neighbor, glad he asked.

Food update: the second day of tofu katsu, the aqua faba makes a crisper coating than the flour and water coating. I like it but it might be too brittle for some tastes. 

And I find that adding lime juice and cane sugar to Greek style yogurt gives you a definite key lime pie filling lookalike. I may try this with lemon juice too, to simulate lemon filling.

Happy day, everyone, play with your food.

Summer solstice, waiting for fridgot, Textiles and Tea, wild finds

 

Yesterday's walk yielded early fungi

The first jewelweed of this year

And beds of wild daylilies, always a few days earlier than the cultivated ones.

Speaking of which, you can either buy spiderwort at the nursery or let it crop up as it will. This is cultivated 

Textiles and Tea yesterday was mainly talking, very sparse on slides, but here's what I gleaned

And the new fridge arrived, very good installation team, old fridge  gone, and here's the lovely new one in place and working fine. 

Left is Handsome Son making me a welcome cup of tea.

Happy day everyone, hoping for no drama..