I’m bad about the Dogs on Thursday posts. I forget or forget to take pictures of the boy. He’s too large to “catch” in a cute pose. He’s his cutest when he’s leaning on you trying to snuggle under your arms, but I’m having trouble photographing that particular pose. It’s usually my armpit he’s trying to get under. Let me just tell you that he’s fine and very content and hating the heat.
Last night I knit a little over one pattern on “the scarf”. I also spun a bit, but couldn’t do it for long because I tensed up. I do that occasionally and I believe it’s due to fatigue. I just stopped and knit some more. That’s the joy of the 10 Minutes a Day. I feel like I’ve done what I set out to do and usually can get in about 15 or 20 minutes. Brilliant idea. At least, for me;-)
I spent last night early evening in the front trying to beat back nature again. We have some beautiful phlox. Ours are white and light lavender. They are heavenly scented and lovely to look at, but were obliterated by weeds, so I had to go out and do battle with the weeds (again). After about an hour (maybe 45 minutes), I beat it down and, after filling an entire trash can with weeds and green waste, got it under control. I read Norma and weep. Of course, I work 40+ hours per week and have outside obligations 2 times a week or so, but she has such a lovely garden, doesn’t she?
Joan Jett is still the soundtrack of my life this morning. I hate myself for loving you.
Have a good one!