Thursday Day 4

It has been a good week, and it has been nice to stop. Today is filled with those things that have to be done like grocery shopping and laundry and that stuff. I did work on my rugs yesterday. It was very pleasant to do that. My first rug is very different for me. In fact it is so out of my comfort zone. It is nice to be stretched

.It is a pattern I got out of that book called Garden Gate Threads and the design is by Maggie Bonanomi.
It is hard for me to work on because it has too many colors. I have found when I make a rug, I am most comfortable with 3 colors. My husband and I both have very different styles and he likes this rug. I just shook my head there are just a few things we will never be joined at the hip about. Which is good or one of us would be unnecessary.

I am also working on a chicken rug. I could sit and work on this one all day long. I love the colors and the design. After my daughter moves I guess I will have to draw my own rugs. When I do, prepare to laugh. I see life a little different. So it reflects in the way I draw.

This is more me, whimsical. Big shapes. I really do like hooking chickens. I can't wait to start on the sunflower. This one I am enjoying so much I find myself lost and so happy just hooking away. I can tell by the way my hooking looks. In the flower rug, I am agitated and no matter how hard I work at trying to get my loops even I just can't. My chicken rug I can see I am at peace and it just comes together.

I like the colors too.

I still have a long way to go on this one. I think I will be fighting myself the whole way. I think it is that way when you have to learn new things, you have to fight to make yourself do things that you wouldn't normally. Or it is with me.

I just had to take a picture of this very old Wisteria bush at my sister in law's house. It is huge and this is just a bit of it. I never can get a decent picture of it so I am going with this one. The original people who homesteaded this place planted things so that every month something was blooming. There used to be a old tank house with it growing on it and I guess my grand parents had it removed, that is one thing I don't remember about. So this just grows where it was. One day a very old lady with her great niece stopped and wanted some of the blooms. She was the grand daughter of the people who homesteaded it. She told how they planted that every where so that in the summer they would have a cool place to rest. I always think of her when I look at the Wisteria.

That is it for today, I need to get to the grocery store. I was hanging around because this guy was going through my trash cans at the road. I hate that. I had walked outside to take pictures and I didn't know he was there and Sasha started barking at him in her great booming bark and he about jumped out of his skin. Poor guy. I still don't like it. He left but I have the idea he is hanging around waiting for me to leave. He knows my schedule. So I am doing things different today.

Such adventures all around.
Have a nice day,
~Kim~