Somehow I pulled myself away from making colorful dishcloths long enough to run some crochet thread through my fingers and start dreaming of making doilies or some filet crochet. The first spell was broken, only to be replaced by another, I'm thinking. I don't know what the pull is of thread crochet, but it seems to coincide with the temperatures rising and it being too warm to sit and crochet a heavy blanket (which I have waiting in a basket to be finished). Pulling some pretty colors of crochet thread, I began looking through some patterns and finally decided on making at least one spring-colored doily.
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It's nearly finished, so I imagine I'll have it (and possibly others) blocked and ready to show by next week.
The weather here is all over the place, and so it seems is my focus and attention. 80 degree days last week, and now we have a nice little stretch of cooler weather. There's even a chance of a freeze tonight, Hub just told me. A couple of weeks ago I planted some cool-weather veggies in the garden, but I suspect it's going to warm up to the point here quickly where those may not do so well. A week ago, I planted some tomato and pepper seeds directly into the ground as an experiment. Normally I would shop for plants to transplant, but if I'm in no hurry, I don't see why those things shouldn't grow and produce before the end of summer. We'll see. If things don't look promising soon, I can always buy some small plants come May...
On another end of things, I've gotten myself into the predicament that too many crafty ideas are calling me. It starts out as pleasurably thinking about such things until it becomes a nagging list of ideas. Crochet, knitting, sewing, quilting, embroidery, paper crafts...
It doesn't help that the rest of the garden is calling, and I have visions of summer squash and green beans dancing in my head. And weeds are proliferating everywhere. And strawberries will surely be producing within a few weeks. Though, if it frosts tonight, the strawberry blossoms may get toasted.
And then there are things literally piling up. In the office I'm sitting in, stacks of various things are nagging me to deal with them.
And I'm remembering right at this moment I need to get my hair cut...
Sigh.
This will pass, I know. I need to take one thing at a time, and it will all eventually get done. Or not. And if not, there'll be another season to tackle these things.
Except, I really should get my hair cut.
And, by the way... I turned a year older on Saturday. That could also have something to do with feeling a bit tugged in too many directions. It was a good day spent with family. We celebrated three different April birthdays. Oldest son's (37) mine (67), and Hub's (72). We enjoyed lunch at a Peruvian sandwich spot, then back to two sons' apartment where we opened gifts, and learned a new game (which was one of my gifts).
And today I woke up feeling like the year is speeding by. I want to slow things down so badly.
I think that's one of the pulls of crochet and knitting, actually. When I give in to the pull, these handcrafts force me to just sit and do a thing that can only be done so fast. Thread crochet is particularly slow, and I think it helps somehow to settle my sense of desperation of time whizzing by. Even though I'm aware of the time flying as I'm doing something fairly frivolous.
And on it goes.
Do you get into these states of mind? Do you have solutions?
Are you sorry you popped in here today to be taken on the roller coaster ride that is my mind at the moment?
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