Winding Down

Good morning, my friends. Day by day, things seem as if they're going slower and faster all at the same time. Yesterday saw me finishing up my be-there-at-a-certain-time appointments. That was three days in a row, and I'm too old for that. We'll be picking up my sewing machine today, but we can show up whenever we want. Same goes for the last-minute errands we'll run in town tomorrow. And then....we'll be home until we aren't. After that, we'll take our show on the road. 

I was able to finish the Kitty Lover's Redwork yesterday. 

The spring flowers piece is in line ahead of it. They're both small quilts. With my sewing machine coming home today, nothing says I can't get them finished before we leave. In the meantime, I'll start on the first block for the Raggedy & Friends project. I'll begin with this block. It was the first one I pulled out of the box.

When I arrived home from my pedicure appointment yesterday, I took a walk around. It was a warm day, and I hoped it would encourage the peonies to open. But no. You didn't really think it would happen did you? It is so tantalizingly close. 

Today is looking like another gray day, but we're expecting warmer weather for the weekend. Checking back on old blog posts, I discovered the first buds on April 10th. After (counting) six weeks of watching, wouldn't you think I could get one single flower to bloom before we leave? Oh well. At least the volunteer pansies are picking up some of the slack.

Tonight we'll be going out for dinner to celebrate our 50th wedding anniversary. Our actual anniversary isn't until Saturday, but we wanted to get in ahead of the weekend crowd. Of course I'll tell you about it in tomorrow's post. 

It seems as good a time as any to note that the next five days or so are going to be taken up with industrial-scale packing efforts. There will be very little to tell you about before we get on our way. So, I probably won't blog every day between now and then, but I'm sure I'll be checking in if, say, the flowers bloom, or anything else of note happens...an earthquake along the Cascadia Subduction Zone, for example. Flowers blooming and earthquakes are just the sort of seismic events that get our attention. And who knows? With me tripping on the sidewalk, I might have hit the ground hard enough to trigger a catastrophic earthquake. One can never be too careful nor too alarmist. 

So, all of that to say that I might miss a few days between now and Tuesday. Tuesday will see us on the first leg of our journey. We have a night at a state park near Bellingham, Washington, before crossing the border into Canada the next day. There's plenty to do between now and then, but be ready my friends. On Tuesday, we ride.