Thursday, 28 May 2015


When I tucked my wee visitor into his kennel last night, I should have thought.

I keep my windows open.  Without a basement, it is the only way to cool things off enough to make it through the hot days.  Daytimes, they are closed, and are not opened again till the heat is waning.  Last night was cool.  About half the windows were closed or only open a very small bit because of the threat of rain.  I thought that would be enough, but wee Toby may have had a bit of a tough night.

He was reluctant to come out of his kennel and when he did, it was only to go curl up on the couch where the blankets are piled for him.  I was wearing a shawl, so I tucked that over him, poor thing, and put another blanket on top.  

I ought to have tucked something over top his kennel.  Even just a towel on the top would have made a huge difference, I think.  I probably ought to have just kept him with me last night.   

He has warmed up and seems none the worse for wear, though he does seem to like sitting under the blankets.  

I am no different.  I am swathed in knitwear and intend to stay that way.  A good hearty stew will go into the oven shortly and will cook slowly till dinner.  The heat the oven throws is going to be most welcome by Toby and me.

It might be a good day to bake some bread...just to stay warm.

Wednesday, 27 May 2015

Small moves

Magrathea was knit on yesterday.  Much progress and in the most amazing turn of events, you can actually tell that I have used some of the yarn.  It's a very large densely packed ball and until now, you could barely see where the centre pull was coming out of.

 One of the reasons I chose this pattern was that she defines how much you need to knit the last chart of the pattern and I really do want to used up every possible millimetre.  I will knit till it is about 30% of its starting volume but it already fairly long, as you can see.  Blocking is going to make this grow substantially.  The yarn just has that feel and I can't wait to see the end result.

While there is a fair bit of knitting going on, there is lots of other stuff happening too.  I sat on my deck and planned out some changes to the area immediately surrounding it.  It is crying for more green and the deck, while I love its sunny open charm, gets hot.  I have been thinking that planting hops to climb the rails and provide just a little lush greenery might be the ideal way to keep it open but provide some cool shade to the deck floor.  Hops are a great climber.  They don't take over everything and when they die back each fall, the soft non woody stems are easy to dispose of.  Personally though, I would leave them till spring to catch the bonus of frosted hops blooms through the winter.

I also would love to have some roses. There are so many wonderful hardy varieties and my sunny home just begs for their lush scented blooms.  I would also love to see some lilacs here.  Though I would love to have the old fashioned lilacs, a slip from the house would grow a very large shrub that I might not have room for.  It might be that I would do better with one of the new small varieties.

I doubt I will plant this year.  This year, I will take out the grass and make the soil clean.  That was always my trouble before.  I moved too fast and did not kill out the grass.  I will take my time now and make it work right.  Working up this year, making nice clean edges without having to resort to pricey edgings,  and then planting next year.

Big changes in the long run.  Small moves each year.  

Tuesday, 26 May 2015

Things I am supposed to do

I was always a bit of a rebel, and the things I am supposed to do are almost always the things I am currently avoiding doing.

I bought a few yard things, a hose,  sprayer nozzles, a sprinkler and a place to hang them all.  Now I have to hang them and put them to use. There are also a few things in the house I should hang; some pictures, some shelves, a cabinet in the bathroom.

Used to be that I was avoiding these things.  Today, not so much.  They are looking good to get done.  

I am putting a whole lot of mental effort into avoiding knitting Carter's little sweater.  I just have to laugh at this.