Monday, January 10, 2022

I Will Write Nothing Grim

I like that word, "grim." It's so British. I nearly wrote a grim post, and then deleted it. Aren't you glad? Instead, I must inform you that I have become a Cat Person. I didn't intend to, but The Cat decided I am his person. Who am I to argue?

Cats are entertaining. Leo is inquisitive and very smart. He's fascinated by the humans' potty. He understands "no," and adapts his behavior accordingly. He sleeps on all the cozy spots near any window.

In addition to cat-watching, I've been burning lots of yard waste in a big barrel, doing a little painting, and a bit of spinning.

Carding rolags. Spinning a single-ply.

Leo showed an interest in yarn, but I was stern with him.

A couple of scarves have come off the knitting needles, trying to use up old yarn that's pretty but lacked purpose.

I painted this with the help of a youtube tutorial.

a card for a friend

prompted by a painting by fellow watercolorist Fernanda Saraga
Granny Marigold, I made your butter tarts! They were amazing. I tried them with raisins, chocolate chips, and pecans. The raisins were the best, by far!

These days, I'm mostly staying home, which I very much enjoy. January is the quiet month, isn't it? The animals are snoozy all day, something warm is on the stove or in the oven for supper, and I feel I'm in a time of anticipation, waiting for the world to heal.
And while I wait, this farm is a beautiful place to be.

Much love to you, dear friends. May you find rest and peace wherever you are.