Life goes on

The way people were carrying on about this election, you'd have thought the world was coming to an end. But it's over, we're still here, and hopefully people will climb down off the ceiling and do something more productive than yelling at each other for awhile. Which they would probably do anyway if they would turn off the noise on the radio and TV that keeps them in such an uproar. Some of the most sane and intelligent people I know do not own televisions.


I'm hemming dish towels today. I know that sounds mundane, but when you consider that they were my learning-to-weave project and I spent most of the year in class working on them, they're kind of special.  Now that I have a rudimentary grasp on the basics, the next project should not take nearly as long. I'm thinking I might like to make a rug, using some of fabric remnants I have stockpiled over the years. I've watched others weaving with fabric, and some of the results are stunning.


The sun is out today, but it's cold, and I'm delaying my dog walking until later this afternoon. We're expecting a warmer weekend, though, and I'm looking forward to planting tulip bulbs and doing some last minute putzing in the garden before we batten down the hatches and settle in for the winter.

That's as deep as I've got for today.