August

I am not a fan of AC,  but I have given in and turned it on this month.  It has been horrific, hot and humid.  So walking has to be done earlier than I would like, and then it's advisable to stay in the cool house all day.

These are the peacock feathers that I was given by the people who fetched the Megado.

They have a flock of them, and apparently they drop their feathers often.

I love them.

Since the Megado has gone, I have been weaving on the 4 harness Baby Wolf, and I've actually been enjoying it.  Simple, uncomplicated, organic.

These are some of the towels I have done.

For over 20 years I have been collecting Handwoven magazine.   I like to look through them  on occasion, and I often see a reference to a draft or a project in a particular issue.  Then I have to go through my stash to find that issue.

I have done it a NUMBER of times over the years, and I finally said ENOUGH.

I had them all laid out on my sewing table, and I organized them into years.  Then I ordered these handy magazine organizers.  They weren't cheap, but they are awesome.

I am quite proud of myself, and looking for an issue will be so easy from now on.

The grands are pretty busy, but now and again, they come to visit. It's always a little hectic, but always a good time.   Here's my youngest, intent on weaving.   He really did well for a 5 year old.

Lots of my perennials are looking kind of dried up and raggedy.  Too much heat, and crazy storms as well.  

But these little morning glories seem to manage it all.

I only planted one color, but sometimes you never know what you're going to get.

I am trying to use my "inside" time well, organizing, downsizing, and generally trying to live a simpler life.

When I do get outside, I immediately have a stalker.

I have been moderate in my weaving, since I am trying to make my shoulder happy.

So I did some playing with  paper.

It's not perfect, but it's a good start.  I want to make a village.

I have a few really good friends, some are weavers, others aren't.

They are all very interesting people, and that's what I love about them.

But this particular oddity really says it all.

Can I just say that  friends who let this cleome have her way, all summer long, while people step around her to get to the house..................well, folks, that's my kind of people.