I do write to clear my brain. Otherwise the words pile up in there and cause havoc. It’s currently 10:20 PM on a Saturday night. I have words in my head and I’d like them out.
We hiked almost 7 miles this morning, and then I did some schoolwork, stitched down the rest of the quilt top, and sandwiched and pinbasted it. It’s been a busy day. There are piles of fabric in the girlchild’s room, and I happened to find something the right size and shape (a rectangle, by the way) for the backing.
I’d already checked for batting. Check!
I did a significant part of the stitch down on Friday night, but I knew we were getting up early to hike, so I quit.
In retrospect, I would have been up for another hour and a half if I’d kept going last night. It was easy enough to finish this afternoon.
Pinbasted in no time.
It’s what we do on a Saturday night. It’s good…it means I can quilt a bit every night this week. I do need to do some thread shopping tomorrow though.
Friday night, we gamed, and I graded some and stitched some.
The cat is no help while grading. Actually, this was my setup for science and art on Friday. Cleanup still happening for demo the day before, art ready to go, rocks in place.
This morning, we hiked Los Penasquitos Canyon, starting at the Mercy/Black Mountain end.
There were quite a few people…
It was much cooler than it has been, much cooler than it will be this week.
It’s mostly flat.
The man is training for the PCT, which will be mostly not flat.
I, however, am training for nothing.
Except regular exercise.
I had to put my phone in my bra for a bit because people don’t understand how to share the trail and there was some chance I’d fall into the water and I wanted my phone as high up on my body as possible.
I didn’t. Fall in, that is.
Anyway, stupid people on trails. What can you do?
Avoid them. The man getting his zen on.
We actually passed a half naked guy (young) meditating with a pointy zen hat on.
So there’s that. Rocks, sand, poison oak, and a baby rattlesnake.
No real rattles yet. The man moved him off the trail.
Good thing because the next group coming along had two small children.
Strange pods…
Pro: We were done by noon. Con: I’m exhausted right now.
This is a pretty suburban trail, right between two rows of houses. In two weeks, we go camping…and two weeks after, we’ll be near Joshua Tree, although I have an art thing to do, so mostly the man will hike and I will not.
I do enjoy hiking. There are limited numbers of hours in the day, though…so tomorrow holds a few hours of work in it. So I’m ready for the week.
This week is already full of meetings.
And hopefully quilting…
I so want to be a cat. I’d be less tired, I think. Hard to say. Interesting to clear one’s brain right before bed. Hopefully it will help with my current tendency to have weird-ass, scary dreams. Because that’s been the last two nights, and I’m kind of done.
Oh yeah, Fire and Water got into Quilt National. That’s cool.
It was the throwaway quilt. You pay the same for 2 or 3 entries. I needed a third. I figured the big one would get in, if anything. It didn’t. This one did. It’s a quilt that was made for another show and didn’t get in. So was the last Quilt National Entry. It’s weird…I get in every OTHER year. 2013. 2017. 2021. Freaky. OK, consider sleep. And whatever is sneakily walking out on the slope. And making more art.
Kathy Nida 