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 

Happy half birthday to me

Today's my half birthday. I always envied people with birthdays well away from Christmas, so this is my answer. Also I may not have a lot more,  so I may as well seize the day.

Two men visited to help me celebrate. The dryer vent cleaners, to be exact. I was so glad the weather has cooled to the 70s, because one of them has to go up on the roof. 

while the other man lugs a giant vacuum cleaner thing upstairs.  Between them, they remove the accumulated lint from the exhaust, then vacuum the money from my wallet.

Now I have the official certificate showing it's done. I can take it along to the manager when, if, he shows up Thursday at the clubhouse, and that completes my obligation to the HOA.  Before it became a requirement I used to get it done anyway, lint being a fire hazard. 

Such an exciting birthday party.

I'm thinking about making a sash for my kimono, just a narrow band one, not like an obi, and I'm picking colors.  Please chime in.

I need two colors for a clasped weft design, to echo the swoops and jags of the kimono design.

I'm also revisiting Elizabeth Taylor, one of the best novelists of recent times. She keeps making penetrating observations and her eye is wonderful for description in few words. Today it's 

This is a quietly savage, desperate novel written in gentlewoman's language, just an arresting read. You keep having to stop and take in what she just said. So many throwaway lines.  You need to experience it for yourself though.

Happy day everyone,  I'm off to sit outside today because I can. Three bean salad for lunch. Several lunches.

Every day please 

Did I mention that all my sunflower seedlings were picked by birds, likewise my cotton plants? Sic plantia mundi.