PROJECT MUSINGS

Cheerful sunflowers on the bank

“Start searching for a new project today,” messaged one of my favorite project retailers. That’s one thing I don’t need to do. We’re in town this week, so it’s an opportunity to clean and reorganize my sewing room, an activity that always brings me face to face with my many ideas and works in progress. (Do I sound like a broken record?) Well, it can be discouraging, but I’ve concluded that at this point in my life, it’s the process that matters, not the finish. Maybe I want to see how a pattern lays out, or on a given day, maybe I just want to cut into fabric. But if the project doesn’t continue to inspire, I give myself permission to let it go.

Last year I made a scrap afghan – gray with colored stripes in the wattle stitch. The bright colors pop against the gray, and a family member admired it several times, so I’m making one for him. (Shhhh – It’s a surprise.) It’s repetitive work, perhaps even boring, but I love it because I can just pick it up anytime and add a row or two. It’s such a relief not to have to read a pattern.

Through the magic of video, we attended court in Ada County today for the arraignment of Milo’s cellmate. Hallie went in person. As I predicted, he did not enter a plea. This will be a slow process, and it doesn’t matter. Life goes on. 

Mopey Bess

Autumn is upon us, and now it’s really time to get with the plan for sure. The cooler temps are invigorating. I note that Bess is energized, and so am I. Speaking of Bess, she refused to lick my cereal bowl this morning. “What’s wrong, Bess,” I inquired. “She’s moping because she isn’t going hunting today,” responded Mike on her behalf. Oh yeah – I forgot that she mopes. KW