Needles of Iron

Don't even know where to start, or where to go with this.

I am at the computer, working on a few loose ends before heading out for the day, and thought I have to get a post up. Why? I am not sure. Perhaps because I am under the delusion that I have readers waiting on tenter hooks to find out what is going on in my life.

I am very good at delusion. Ask Dearest Sister. Or Wisest Sister. Don't ask Only Brother. Can't anyway. He has no blog, and doesn't even read this one. Regularly.

Anyway. I am going out shortly and check on iris. As of last night, no new blooms. Might have a few this morning, but haven't checked, so no new pix. Sorry.

No new knitting. I have five (or maybe six?) dishclothes from the trip that I have yet to seam. Nothing but dishclothes. I have been quilting since the return, and there is nothing there to photograph yet.

That quilting. It is slow going. I like finishing things, see. That's one of the reasons I don't have 400 hundred knitting WIPs laying around languishing on the needles (of iron). I like finishing! Well. I have a ways to go with the quilt.

But not so far as when I started.

I have already ridden 150 miles on Trekkie, my bike this month. And recent sitings include the heron (again), baby prairie dogs, and all four baby geesees (foxies haven't got them yet!). Again, no photos. But hey...150 miles. And it's only the end of May.

And it's only the end of May. The yard is taking off. I am amazed how some of the corners of our yard have taken on their own personality. And mostly on its own. I sometimes have somewhat of a plan. But sometimes, I pick and plant...because I like the name of the plant. Bloodroot (does not do well in Colorado), Jupiters Beard (does very well...), Soapwort. Sometimes I plant because I love the plant. Soapwort (again), lilies of the valley, or Lavendar. By the gods, I will have lavendar in my yard. It took several tries to figure out where it was going to grow but it finally is!

Anyway. Again. No photos. Yet. I am such a tease.

So that's that. Wonderful Guy and I are going hiking today. Thanks for checking in and for reading in spite of my change in routine. My new job is wonderful and challenging and giving me opportunities to learn and grow in rewarding ways.

But it is kicking my middle aged rear end.