I've been a spotty blogger of late, and have good reasons, but still it is not my preferred way of life. I want to be a regular blogger, regular artist, regular everything. It helps me focus on what the day will be, and what needs to get done. Of late I have been living whim to whim, and while that can be fun, what do I have to show for it? And having something to show for my day gives me satisfaction and purpose for the next day, etc.
Since we have moved, we have been continually moving, or Dave has, and we are nearly there. Only a few items remain in the old garage, some flower pots that I insist on keeping, and a 'few art supplies' which is a joke since they multiply on their own and never seem to end. This week we really must get them all here, and then find new homes for them somewhere in the house. That will help in securing the new regime.
When we had Dave's sister and husband here last weekend, (which was WONDERFUL) we played the whole time and had a nice break from moving, and of course the house sale happened while they were here. Perfect! Then they left and Dave went back to moving and I went back to....oops. I got sick. After all the fun, thankfully, I had a miserable bout of fever blisters and just felt lousy. Now I am recovering and it is Monday, the last day of March and I feel like starting something new in the house, my studio, my garden, my life!
We moved Dave's bedroom to the front room of the house so I could hear him better during the night, in case he needs me, so he was flitting from the Master bedroom closet where his clothes were, and using two bathrooms (twice the stuff, twice the mess) so we moved his closet yesterday, and now that is working better. This front bedroom faces the street, is bright and cheerful and will be getting blinds on the three windows soon, she says. The closet had been full of my quilts, so those went to the bigger master walk-in, making them easier to find, since I am putting many on Etsy, and need to know where they are at any moment.
Now the master is empty of most of Dave's stuff, the vast empty will soon be filled with the overflow in the garage, so that is plan #1. Out of the garage and easily findable. Note: that hanging collection is only the large quilts, upstairs I have bins of medium and small works...way too many quilts to keep.
It is Spring here, sooner than usual for us, since it comes later on the mountain, and I want to be gardening NOW. I have dozens pots to fill and decisions to make on where they will go. No digging is my new mantra. All the pots will have to do for this year, and that will tell me what I actually need, and what I can grow in a yard with no trees and very little in the way of shade. After becoming an expert of sorts on shade plants, I am like a wild woman at the thought that the sun is my new partner. Last year when my cousin Celeste visited, we experimented with growing a tomato in a pot. It was dismal, because we had so much shade, but now...I am convinced to try it again. O Boy!
In searching for this photo, I got a knot in my stomach at seeing and leaving my old garden. Eek. But I must focus on what I have now, and it's a whole new ballgame! I am reminding myself that I had to travel once a week for knitting and then I would stop at Lowe's to see what they had on sale in their garden shop, and now I am five minutes away, and can visit daily if I feel the urge. So there is that.
Up in the studio, it is bright, clean and organized and I have a plan for the next piece, so let's get started!
No more dilly dally. Take a shower, get dressed, empty the dishwasher and walk the dogs, and vroom, I am ready to start the day, the week, and the new quilt.