Happy Labor Day

Last Year Pumpkins

I wish I could say, I went to a lake or the beach for Labor Day and had nice time. Nope. We have the tomatoes out now, though I plan on planting sweet peas. After I order them. Here in California you plant sweet peas in September. They bloom in April and May. It gets too hot after that. It might be a nice time to plant a winter garden too. I don't know about that. Winter gardens really do grow best here. I have had some of the best broccoli, cauliflower, snow peas, and cabbage. Not to mention is is nice to go out to the garden in the winter and get food for soup. I do like that little garden area in the back yard.

Peppers

Peppers

Ron's peppers are still growing like crazy so we kept those. I think we can keep them until the first frost, which might not be until December.

Future Sweet Peas

That was where the tomatoes were. I thought the little stakes would work for sweet peas.

I finished this rug this weekend. This is the third time I have made it. It is from a book I bought called Whimsicals. When I had no idea how to hook but I wanted to do this rug. Now after the third time, I think I am over it. My rug, Waiting for the Master sold this weekend. But I did manage to get two whole rugs done and I am pretty happy about that.

 

I dyed wool three times last week. I have wool to start these next couple of rugs. I thought I would show you my new dog rug.

I haven't named it yet. I loved his face too. The other rug I am going to start today, is one I will keep. It is that big rug I bought from Spruce Ridge two years ago. The original design is from Notforgotten Farms.

I want this one finished and hanging on my wall by Thanksgiving. I thought I would work on it at the same time as my dog rug. 

 We are going to have a bit of a warm up, this week. The cool weather has been so nice. It is very nice today though.
I hope you enjoy your day.

~Kim~

“The years stretched before her, a long and dusty way, yet if she could walk humbly along it she might find that life, unfolding slowly, keeps its best secrets till the end.”
― Elizabeth Goudge, The White Witch

On Elisabeth Goudge:
" I have long said that reading this author is like sipping a mellow wine as opposed to gulping a soda. One must take her words in slowly, roll them around on the tongue so as to taste their essence - as if tasting both the soil and the barrel in which it were aged. One must lay aside all notions of the modern frivolity of entertainment and enter into the characters and find the truth of oneself, for it is always there, waiting to be revealed and loved or revealed and loosed from the soul ...so as to save it."


"May she nestle in your heart and her words sing in harmony with its rhythm."