September

I dug out an old crochet blanket WIP the other day and added more blocks. I have four (!!) crochet blankets on the go, in various states of completion, and this one seemed as good as any to work on.

Still not feeling the quilting love. Guess I'm a bit burned out. And September is here with all it's seasonal changes so I'm distracted. Here's what I notice about September...

I want to crochet something warm and cuddly

Noisy Canadian geese flying overhead

Baseball and football on television at the same time

No one is interested in swimming in the pool lately except the dog

The leaves are raining down from the willow tree in the front yard reminding me to rake

Halloween candy is on display at the supermarket

The grasses and fields are dry. Farm equipment stirs up dust in the air while harvesting wine grapes and the last of the tomatoes

The nights and early mornings are cooler so little dogs need their hoodies

He has black whiskers on one side and white on the other. Cute eh?

I feel like baking

Irish soda bread, recipe here. Tim thought it was a giant scone. Don't do what I did and substitute half the white flour with spelt flour. It was really good, but too heavy. Like, I could have used it as a stone on the curling rink, heavy. All it needs is a handle. But yummy with jam. And tea.

Summer is leaving. I can run the oven without breaking a sweat, work on wool blankets and drink hot tea in the afternoons.
Oh yeah, I love September.