September Days

I guess I should let you know I have lost my blogging mojo.
For the life of me I can't seem to come up with a single thing
to think about or talk about or anything.
I feel boring and my brain feels like oatmeal. I have never had a
blogger block but I seem to have one now.

I sit and stare at the blinking cursor and beg my fingers to just
"do their thing." They just sit there. I thought it was odd the other
day when I couldn't spell a single word right. Now I can tell the
problem has moved up to the brain and my brain is in a deep freeze.


See how bored I have been? I took a picture of a
school bus that was broken down in front of the house.
I thought that was it but it was maybe the bus driver
yelling at kids. Who knows, my mind came up with
all sorts of things while they sat out there in front.
The bus finally started up and lumbered off like a giant dinosaur
in a puff of smoke.

One of the things that has been hard for me in making rugs or
even quilting is cutting up cloth or wool. I just want to sit and stare
at it and touch it but in order to make something I have to cut it.
Well I noticed my husband is having the same problem with cutting
his trees he has grown from seed.
So he has turned into a nursery lurker, going to nurseries looking for
trees he can cut into Bonsai.

This was his first patient. He found it in the back
of a nursery, unwanted and almost dead. He was so
excited about it and brought it home.



He cut it and trimmed it and re-potted it.


He likes it because of the way the roots are all gnarly
and twisted.

I still do it sometimes, I just need to make a break for it
and go to Michael's , or Beverly's our local yardage store
or even I am in a bad way I will drive all the way over to Joanne's.
But watching my husband now just makes me laugh as he comes
in and wants to go look around at a nursery or the garden department
at Lowe's or Home Depot.
I find it cute and a source of real entertainment.
I take my sewing and go sit out in a chair while he trims and clips and plants.
The kids don't really understand what is up with their parents now. Dad and
Mom have these weird obsessions.

But I mean really, who wants to watch the news? It is really nice
to do something different.
Maybe that is why I have writers block. You know if you can't say anything
nice don't say anything at all, and I am determined I will not discuss politics
here on my blog.

So I am all over the place today, but I thought I should at least let you know
what is going on.

See you later,
~Kim~