Showing posts with label Tunisian crochet socks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tunisian crochet socks. Show all posts

Sunday, July 19, 2026

We can breathe now, and weed too

This morning the massive rainstorms seem to have cleared the air 

My eyes have stopped burning, and I got some energy.

The heat then the rains caused a lot of weeds in the front, where the ground cover was eradicated by the wall renovation last summer. Until it gets going again, the weeds are taking over.

So this morning, while the front was in shade, the air cleaner and the temperature warm not sizzling, I did a bit of gardening.

We had inches of rain, now drained off and leaving the ground just right to fork over and pull weeds by the roots.

Here's two large bags of weeds

And the space they used to occupy 

This feels much better, and maybe that splitleaf can summer out there. 

I later disposed of the debris back among the trees, never sprayed so okay to toss there. There was a crowd of bee-like maybe moths buzzing among the vegetation. Fat brown bodies, small wings, quiet though and moving too fast to focus on.  

I don't think they were striped, and there was a crowd, so if anyone has any thoughts please say. They were too similar to the background to get pictures, also too fast moving.

Back at home resting a bit, smug having got the weeding done, I continued my Tunisian crochet sock. I've learned to do double rib in Tunisian, for the top of the sock and we'll see if I can manage. 


After the rib, there's quite a long section of knit stitch which in Tunisian is very undemanding compared to the moves of knitting.

Our humorless site manager now has a new bee, speaking of bees, in his managerial bonnet. He sent out an email requiring all ornaments, whirligigs, miniature gnomes, edging, to be removed in the interest of keeping a neat neighborhood. 

What a killjoy. He sent pictures of the places in question, some of the most charming, whimsical little areas.  Including a couple I've shared with you because they're just so silly and appealing and fun. 

I think I'll pull his leg a bit over this. He can't stand realizing a bit late that I'm laughing at him. I think he could have complained about my patch of weeds, much less attractive than a tiny miniature habitat.

Happy day everyone, find someone to tease who has it coming. 



Sez the Dutchess of Floof