Tuesday, March 29, 2016
The quiet life...
Look, a big picture again. It's different every time. I have no idea why.
Life's been very quiet with the little ones down south so here's a picture of the first hippeastrum to flower this year. I have quite a lot of them because they keep sprouting extra bits and I haven't the heart (sense) to throw these away. The websites say you should dry them off or put them in the fridge or something during the dormant period but mine just stay in their pots on the landing window sill or a spare bedroom, looking leafy and boring, and then eventually they do this again. A week's beauty and then 51 weeks of leafiness.
It's amazing how much quilty stuff one can get done when it's just him and me. And - get this, Thimbleanna - I'm a proper quilty person now because I'm doing two at once! I'm cutting one out while - well, not simultaneously, but at different points during the day - quilting the other. Are you impressed? Actually, you don't need to be very impressed. The other one is what I now regard, from my lofty heights of a little experience, as simple (as opposed to the fairly simple other one). It's just going to be five-inch squares with a border, as a gift for a friend, but she doesn't quilt so she won't know that it's not very advanced.
And that's about it. My innards haven't been quite right for some reason, so we've been going for short walks and I've been tidying up the garden and trying to play my latest piano tune, which I thought for a while was going to entirely defeat me. However it's been getting slightly easier with practice and I can now limp my way through it. Sorry, Scarlatti. This is Grade 3. I can tell you now that I shall never get to Grade 8, 7, 6, 5 or possibly 4: old age and arthritis will overtake me and I'll start getting worse again. However, it's interesting and, in a frustrating way, enjoyable.
And we'll see the grandchildren again tomorrow.