Today the smoke from the wildfires in Quebec has cleared here, at least for now. The sun is shining, and the day is warm and breezy. Attila is out in the garden beginning to transplant his starts from the greenhouses to the soil. He has installed a support fence with t-bars and remesh for the tomatoes, and hopefully they will grow up and away from the soil below. Already doing well are the pumpkin and squash, and the peas and beets. We have enjoyed two green salads made from the thinned plants of the lettuce, beets, and spinach.
The peonies are blooming, ours are all white this year, the pinks ones have not yet appeared. Attila brought in three lovely blooms for me, they sit majestically on the dining table.
I’ve been relatively busy with domestic tasks. I ran out of flour, so yesterday was flour milling day, two gallon jars filled with whole wheat flour. That should last at least a couple of weeks. Today I baked burger buns, as we often eat burgers with fresh salad for dinner during the summer. Our burgers are made from either our homemade salmon patties, or our homemade sausage patties.
I finished the blouse I was making with the material from the vintage tablecloth. I love it. It is very simple, roomy, and comfortable, and I think pretty in a plain sort of way. After finishing the blouse I’ve been hemming and hawing over what sewing project to tackle next. I still haven’t reached a decision.
I have been sorting through my clothes lately. When I was young and in my 20s, I was a fairly large size, as I was not only tall, but big boned as well. I was not fat, I am not fat now, certainly not thin, but not fat either. In my middle age I gained a size. In my old age I’ve gained another size. So the clothes I have from my early years have not fit for decades. The clothes I have from my middle age will fit tightly and uncomfortably, so I don’t wear them. The pile of clothing that will not be worn again grows, and will go to the charity shop one of these day.
There is also a pile of pants that fit but the elastic in the waistbands is completely shot. I haven’t decided yet if I am going to try to replace the waistbands, or just give up on the pants completely. It is so disappointing when shoddy elastic is used to construct clothing, when it wears out before the garment does.
I was sad to hear that a cousin of mine is now living in long-term care with dementia. I had not heard from her for a while, and my Mom’s cousin had also tried to get in touch with her with no success, so I contacted her daughter. Apparently my cousin is doing well, and is happy enough with her living arrangement. Her daughter visits her weekly, sometimes more often, and takes her out on day trips frequently. The news was a bit shocking, as she is my age. She lives out west, so visiting was not something we could manage even when she was well, now the internet is beyond her, and I suppose that although I will miss her, she won’t miss me. That is a blessing for her. I find it comforting that she is so well loved by daughter, and family.
Updated on Sat, Jun 10 at 3:55 PM
FEELS LIKE 25
A few clouds
Wind 11 S km/h
Humidity 63 %
Visibility 14 km
Sunrise 5:23 AM
Wind gust 17 km/h
Pressure 100.6 kPa
Ceiling 9100 m
Sunset 8:50 PM
“We are here and it is now. Further than that all human knowledge is moonshine.”
H. L. Mencken
1880 – 1956
Human knowledge is intoxicating, and thus untrustworthy in essence!