A Finished Rug

 

The weather today is lovely. We have a cold front moving down from Alaska so it is just a perfect day. I spend way to much time fooling with my chicks. Who are now on the way to becoming teenager chickens.
They all have little attitudes. I think I have three bantam roosters. All three have funny personalities. The hens are nice and sweet. The little roosters are just so bossy. They just make me laugh. Have you ever been bossed around by a little rooster? They peck really hard when you don't obey.

I finished a rug today. I shall fondly call it my nemesis. I have redone, and changed colors, I have put it down and tried to move on. I have not had such a hard rug to finish ever. I made myself a goal when I started hooking and if there was a time I didn't finish a rug I would stop hooking. I was not going to have UFO's---unfinished projects in my closets. I would put this rug down. I would pick it up. I would stare at it. I would try and move on. I couldn't. This has been my Waterloo. When I finished it and steamed it, I really did feel like I had conquered a huge road block in my mind. Without further ado.

 

Pattern from Old Tattered Flag. Easter Delivery. I have made myself like binding rugs so that isn't any big deal to me any more. I will have to put this one away until next Easter once its bound. I decided to right away started a new rug. This one has been in my pile of  patterns for a year.

 

It feels all right in the world. To be hooking my own pattern and hooking what I like again. I just thought I was never going to hook another rug again. It kind of scared me.

 

I planted sunflowers today. It feels nice to be doing normal again. Well, whatever this place I am in. A new normal. I just had to share my rug with you.

I wish you all well this week.

~Kim~

 People think six is a great many, when it's children. ...they don't mind six pairs of boots, or six pounds of apples, or six oranges, especially in equations, but they seem to think that you ought not to have five brothers and sisters.
E. Nesbit