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Call me a notebook nerd!

IMG_0516How I love September!  The air gets deliciously cool and sweaters are pulled out of closets with a sense of cozy relief.  I feel this way every year.  For as long as I can remember.

I like the sense of new beginnings wrapped up in the anticipation of winter.  I like the way the the shortening of the days seems to mandate a quiet looking inward. I like how the trees disrobe. I like (gasp!) Christmas shopping.  I really do.

Did I miss going to Staples with one or both of the boys last week?  I don’t think so.

I took part in that crazed shopping ritual every September for more years than I want to count, so its absence WAS noticeable.  Another marker of change.  But to stand in lines sometimes stretching from the register all the way to the back of the store, because I, like so many others, had waited until nearly the last minute?  Ugh.  To anxiously check the list and the items in the cart, hoping we selected the right size or color index cards and the exactly specified composition book?  No, I didn’t miss it.

I can go next week.  Or, not at all.  But, probably next week, because what is September without the purchase of some snazzy new notebooks and a dozen or so workhorse pens (I prefer Bic blue medium point).

Okay, so I AM a notebook nerd.  I probably buy everyone on my gift list a blank book at least every other year, because I can’t help buying them and because to me, they would be a welcome gift.  Tell me to stop!

I cleaned the boys’ rooms this week, partly in anticipation of company, partly as a way to acknowledge their absences.
IMG_0467Well, and in C’s case — in the service of hygiene.  I was so relieved to discover a very old plate of pulled pork on his keyboard tray (oh god, it was gross!).  Relieved, you ask?  Well, yes, because that meant that there was not, in fact, as I temporarily supposed, a mouse corpse wedged between inaccessible joists behind the desk (mice take about two weeks for their stink to rot away).

With the cool air on Sunday (hallelujah, rain storm!), I could run the fans all day and refresh the whole upstairs.
IMG_0352I let this dinosaur have his way with the fruit bowl — in honor of days gone by.  Some things I will save forever!

IMG_0479Pretty soon, sedum will be stealing the show.

 

 

Turning of the year

The leaves are down, and raked, pretty much.  The hydrangea near the side steps catches the morning sun.  Each lacecap has retained a ring of dessicated petals.  They bob slightly in a breeze, like a spindly offering of gold coins to the coming winter.  Cold has finally descended.

Yesterday I hung a selection of work at the New Art Center.  Even if not a single piece sells, I am grateful for the DEADLINE — it forced me to finish two new quilts.  I am calling one of them “L.A. Circles” because a key fabric was purchased during a visit to Los Angeles this past February.

There are the L.A. circles in the middle, above — a fantastic pink and black burnt velvet.

There are some of the larger pink circles in the lower middle, flipped to their ‘wrong’ side.  The hut on the right incorporates half of a woven-strip-square and uses another sheer fabric for a roof  — a blouse from a thrift store.

Another couple of woven-strip-squares were incorporated on this side.  Many fabrics were overlaid in what seems to be a new way to work (overwork?!!) for me, obscuring the obvious outlines of the squares.  This might be the first quilt that I heavily hand AND machine-quilted.The title “L.A. Circles” emerged quite some time ago – not just because of the burnt velvet, but also because of the solar disks — the sunflower, the stitched linen.  I had fun emphasizing the circle shape with machine stitching.

pink-is-as-pink-does

When I photographed the upper right block shown here, I had on pink-polka-dotted pjs and a number of people commented on how much they seemed to be a part of the work… so a few days later, I cut the bottoms off and used some strips here and there. You can see them in two of the squares here.

So far, taking Jude Hill’s online class (spirit cloth), I have been so enamored with making little woven studies, that I haven’t graduated to some of the other techniques… but I shall, I shall.

Today? The air is brisk and wakes one up. Walking Jack, I heard birds at a neighbor’s, rustling around… tossing yellow leaves up with their beaks… behavior I’ve never seen before. Had my neighbor recently seeded his lawn? Was there a collection of worms or bugs there for some reason? They definitely were looking for something!