Wednesday, November 4, 2020

and now we wait...

in which our plucky heroine attempts to focus on what is still good...

I went to bed last night in terror and grief fearing a red landslide, and this morning that has not (yet) happened... The gem of hope is faint, and highly tarnished, but hope still exists. I read somewhere* the phrase "What if this darkness is not the darkness of the tomb, but the darkness of the womb?" and that we are all still in the birthing process

~ 100 day creativity challenge - day 69 ~
made a good start on carving for the third in my "Making Art For A Change" print... biggest challenge is that I really wish I had an even finer-line gouge. Very curious about how this will print; am about a quarter of the way through the carving process. (actual size of block is 2 3/4" wide by 4 1/2" tall)

I have started cutting up a badly worn-out partially threadbare pinafore with the plan to create an apron. In the stress of yesterday, I decided that making apron(s) was both suitably symbolic and necessary, as irregardless of the results, there is much to clean up and repair... Turning the weary but still usable fabric into something helpfully protective...

beauty in the time of isolation - day 236:

I found some more bird netting, and have triply swathed the salad table, in the hope of preventing squirrel depredation until I can acquire some wire and hardware cloth. My plan is to gradually create metal mesh enclosures for all my food growing spots.

Someone put out a big box of garden bulbs (unknown what type, but based on the size I am guessing either grape hyacinth or maybe crocus? something little, anyway. I took a big handful home, and need to get them planted, either in the ground or in a pot. It will be fun to see what comes up...

November SMART goals (x=extra)
1 five new dishtowels
restring beads
2 xx-
3 xx -
4 x x x
5 xx x
6 x x x
7 x x x
8 x x x
9 x x x
10 x x x
11 x x x
12 x x x
13 x x x
14 x x x
15 x x x

today's gratitude - the weather turned mild today, which meant that my pedometer totals were better than the last few days. And the walking was needed, as my best and most enjoyable of what is accessible to me as stress relief. And, of course, am very grateful that walking is currently still something my body is both willing to do and that it still is a pleasure.

*phrase by Valerie Kaur, in the Radici Studio blog post

1 comment:

  1. Your highly detailed work in such tiny dimensions is amazing. What challenges you set for yourself! I hope you never get arthritis in your hands. That happened/is happening to me, and my love for handwork has had to be abandoned because of it.

    The little bulbs sending up surprises in the spring will be fun.