Yesterday was a good day. Productive. G mowed the back lawn and collected the leaves and grass clippings and I piled them gently into two and a half beds in the fenced garden. Later the twin boys and our neighbor's two granddaughters (visiting) came to pick grapes. G and I collected a large container of grapes-- they are even more delicious than when I made jelly--and I will be using them for my cloth dyeing experiments.
I didn't bake sourdough bread- though there was a period of Time, years ago, when I did do that. I used some of the ripe bananas I have in the freezer (meant for smoothies) but used yesterday to make a loaf of banana bread for G. I also used the last package of chicken thighs in the freezer to make the first Fall/Winter pot of Chicken Soup for G. I had gone to the grocery to get carrots for the soup but forgot that my produce bin was out of celery. He liked it anyway.
G needed tending as he has/had a rash of swollen bumps on his neck that was itchy and a tick on his dangly men parts.
I'm needing to do some clothes washing so I will take my Morning Pages journal and my book and read or write while I monitor the water levels in the rinse cycle. I don't want the water to seep onto the floors. The new floors. I am not sure when I will get tired of the watching the washer wash clothes and call the repair man-- I think it will be pretty soon.
And I also think I need to start wearing my reading glasses when I do hand sewing.
I have a big basket of grapes out in the vestibule and when I get them picked and into the dye pot I will dye some more cloth. I also have a quart bag of avocado pits that I need to smash up and use to make pink cloth. And sumac flower heads to "dull" cloth that is too bright. Later I might roll a few things around the rusty black tin cans. But not today.
Today its the washing machine and a book to read. Happy Indigenous People's Day
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