A Dose of Indian Summer
Oh my oh my, what a great Indian Summer. Walking these last several days has been a treat. There is a Cottonwood down the way east on Stauffer Avenue. Many times I take a pause and listen to its music. There remain so many leaves on this tree. With the fluttering of the leaves as the breeze moves through the limbs allowing the leaves to clatter. I would like to bottle that sound and do a musical mixer when the wind of a snow storm would play in the background.
There may be some time in the coming days that I will not be venturing out of the studio. There is the baby blanket I have started for a family member. Yesterday the mailman left a Priority Mail package on the front steps. The package came from Stewart, Minnesota: Larry Trettin. I am sure his wife Jennifer had gotten the package ready. Larry is my sister, Elvera’s, youngest of her three children.
As with the baby quilt request, there are no moms or grandmothers alive to help out. I have been requested to make some Christmas stockings. Jennifer’s mother had made socks for the family as they numbered at that time. Larry’s family is growing and the Christmas stockings are a tradition. Jennifer had shopped for fabrics in Hutchinson. There was ample fabric for stockings, plus one of the Christmas stockings that Jennifer’s mom had made. I will be able to model the new stockings off of that. It is doable.
The baby blanket is for a baby boy coming in February. Christmas will be here next month. Time to regroup.
I was happy to have cleaned the studio and basement yesterday before I knew what was waiting for me on our front steps. When I had begun yesterday I knew there were two church table tops . . . they just couldn’t be seen. Today I am moving a bit slow from the aerobics and antics that was warranted to do the job. There is a clean slate in the studio.
As I have sat in my favorite chair off and on today, it gave me time to think things through going forward. What is really sweet is that Dennis is enthused for me to help others out. That is not to say that if my two children would need something done tomorrow . . . get out of my way . . . I have things to do for them.