Never, in peace or war, commit your virtue or your happiness to the future. Happy work is best done by the man who takes his long-term plans somewhat lightly and works from moment to moment “as to the Lord.” It is only our daily bread that we are encouraged to ask for. The present is the only time in which any duty can be done or any grace received.
~C.S. Lewis from The Weight of Glory
Let's see how tight a weave I can create here this morning. Outdoors, I finally put together the arch that my daughter gave me a decade ago. It takes time, folks. Time. I rather like it and I hope to create a softening with some old sheers one day soon.
Flowers currently at the windowsill...
John considers fresh, local strawberries the best food. Say, do you all have a hull picker at your house? That's the little silver thingy hanging over the yellow colander. It keeps a gal's fingernails looking good and is so easy to use. Not terribly costly either.
Sometimes birthday gifts should have a little sparkle. This ribbon has a bit of shine. Potholders make good, practical gifts, don't you think? Happy Birthdays were in order for my daughter-in-law this week.
The grass out here is looking pretty shabby. I think my outside "room" is getting too much foot traffic since the potting bench was set up. I may have to think about this some more.
There are so many shades of white. There's the off-white in my new scrunchy and the white of the sewing machine, the cream of the thread, the white of the thread holder. Okay, I am just plain cheating with this one. I have been making scrunchies. Not the big, old-fashioned fluffy ones (though I still like them lots), but a modified thin one. You can find tutorials all over Pinterest.
More scrunchies and Words (Bell and Betsy Ross). Why am I making them? Because my hair is so miserably long that in the heat, I must get it off my face.
This photo shows just how long it is. And this photo looks nothing like me. I have sent myself through the diffuser 50 times at least. Ha!