While visiting Little Sister recently I heard myself offering to finish off a small baby cardigan that she was tired of knitting. So guess what I’ve been doing? Despite vowing never to do knitting again!!
Not much actually as besides the knitting I brought back a cold from my visit to Little Sister and isolated myself and lived on lemon and honey drinks. After three weeks I felt better enough to fulfill a promise to my friend to visit her in Tauranga, six hours drive north east of here. That was a major test of nerve and endurance but I survived!
It is three months since Mother died and I know I should be feeling more settled but truth be told I’m not. I feel quite rootless and cannot seem to get absorbed into anything. Now the weather is improving the garden calls and I need to spend some time out there if I am to win the War of the Weeds and if there is to be any harvest from the vegetable garden.
Recently while in the city centre I found a small shop called the George Street Collective that sells handmade items on commission. The very artistic looking lady who was manning the counter was happy to chat and told me she was sure I could sell small embroidery items. So I might try taking in a sample of some of the items from The Other Drawer and see if they are suitable. The lady I spoke to makes dangly earrings from beads and told me she likes making them but doesn’t need to keep every pair. I know that feeling - much of my stitching is like that. I may begin with Christmas ornaments and some of my small bags. I need to think about this a little more.
The weather is bright and sunny and I have been dead heading the irises and lamenting the fact that my asparagus crowns seem to have rotted with the extreme wet winter we’ve had. But of the dozen planted only a handful of Lily of the Valley have survived and will give me flowers.
So today has been a much better day and I think I have earned a cup of tea and a rest!