I mean this in the nicest way possible, as being Friday means we get to spend the weekend with our Granddaughter, something I am very much looking forward to. I have a pile of goodies to take down and I really cannot wait, so there it is, thank god it's Friday, roll on Saturday.
I appealed, online, for a sewing machine and was lucky to receive a reply within half an hour, offering me an electric machine, which doesn't work, how difficult can it be to mend a sewing machine, surely not very, and I am sure my other half will do what he can, I will let you all know. I am really looking forward to getting into the sewing for the quilts, having cut out so many squares and formulated a design, probably fluid for now till I learn more about it, I feel like a sponge mopping up all the information I can get. I am also in the throe's for designing a knitting/quilting website which will have details for beginners descriptions and methods, and basic patterns, which will also display my work as it grows, very excited about that. All in all am feeling good about my direction at the moment, and all this sparked by a beautiful little girl.
And I made a batch of apple chutney the other day from the windfalls, such a simple recipe using store cupboard ingredients and saved jam jars as they became empty. I knew my minimal hoarding may come in handy, glad they didn't go to in the recycling bag.
And finally today's poem is taken from another of my favourite author/poet's Laurie Lee, loved since I read Cider with Rosie for O'Level, a favourite line from that book, that seems to suit a number of people so well "They thrived on their mutual animosity" about a couple of women who lived their lives bickering and when on died unexpectedly the other swiftly followed, her lust for life lost with her friend. An abosolutely lovely book, read and re-read many times.
And finally today's poem is taken from another of my favourite author/poet's Laurie Lee, loved since I read Cider with Rosie for O'Level, a favourite line from that book, that seems to suit a number of people so well "They thrived on their mutual animosity" about a couple of women who lived their lives bickering and when on died unexpectedly the other swiftly followed, her lust for life lost with her friend. An abosolutely lovely book, read and re-read many times.
Apples (Laurie Lee 1914-1997)
Behold the apples’ rounded worlds:
juice-green of July rain,
the black polestar of flowers, the rind
mapped with its crimson stain.
The russet, crab and cottage red
burn to the sun’s hot brass,
then drop like sweat from every branch
and bubble in the grass.
They lie as wanton as they fall,
and where they fall and break,
the stallion clamps his crunching jaws,
the starling stabs his beak.
In each plump gourd the cidery bite
of boys’ teeth tears the skin;
the waltzing wasp consumes his share,
the bent worm enters in.
I, with as easy hunger, take
entire my season’s dole;
welcome the ripe, the sweet, the sour,
the hollow and the whole.
Enjoy your day and weekend wherever in this world you are and I will be back on Monday.
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