Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Cold hands

Drawing 173

Drawing 174

Drawing 175

Yesterday it was so cold in the house I had to put on my fingerless gloves to draw because my hands kept going numb. I am stubborn about putting the heating on during the day (for many reasons, not the least of which is if I'm too warm and cosy not much gets done but reading and providing a lap for a cat), but I did relent and turn it on for a while after that!

This afternoon I was pottering around in the garden, tossing some dead potted plants and weeding the long green grass (why are weeds always healthier than my plants?) out of others. Eventually I was forced inside when I could no longer feel my hands and dropped a largish pot all over the laundry steps. Poor pelargonium, the weeds are no longer choking it but the abrupt decant might be the end of it. I stuffed it back into its pot, gave it some extra potting mix to make up the difference (much was still scattered across the concrete, too wet to sweep up), and a drink, so I hope it survives.

Progress on Mending Mountain (if I keep score here, it might inspire me to keep going): 6 garments now back in circulation (three shirts, one pair jeans, one refashioned top, one pair trousers). Though the last item, the pair of black trousers I took in, may need a revisit - the darts are too big and lumpy and not very comfortable in wearing - so I'll likely frog them and try again, smaller and more darts this time.

2 comments:

Caroline M said...

I put the heating on for an hour yesterday. It's supposed to be summer here and it was cold and raining. At least it's not too hot to knit.

pansylovr said...

As usual, I am in awe of your seemingly endless energy and talent. Let me say I always enjoy the drawings and if you ever sell number 175, I want first dibs!
Hugs from STEAMY Illinois...