Friday, 15 November 2024
November Nattering
Thursday, 7 November 2024
Process or Goal Oriented?, Slow Stitching Always
I was lamenting to my phone friend that I seem to just want to do all the fiddly bits with my projects, that I don't take the pleasure I should in finishing, in having a completely finished item, which is the goal of course. Truthfully there is a small part of me that doesn't want to finish any stitchy thing...I'd love to be handing it off to someone else to fully finish.
I began to think this was a kind of laziness or being slack which defied the fact that I'm undaunted by who knows how many hours of slow stitching I put into some of these EPP and cross stitch projects. And love every minute of it. My friend said there's no conundrum here.. that's easy to explain, you're a process person. The fun for you is in the details, not the overall outcome. That gave me pause- I'd never heard of this and of course, I had to check it out. Read Quin's article here that gave me more idea of what being a process person means and it definitely applies to me. I could think of several things that I engage in that are process rather than goal oriented. The slow stitching for one, loving the details of macro photographs, the love of sorting syllables when writing a bit of poetry. I used to joke I'm a person who sees the trees, definitely not the forest. And sometimes I will miss something big because I'm focusing on the tiny details. It might even apply to how I always thought I was strange because I love baking...mixing the ingredients, etc. but when it's put in the oven, I'll forget about it and need a timer reminding me.
I guess the ideal is to land right in the middle of that process/ goal scale where finishings would be just as enjoyable as the starts. I wish!
Funny how you think you're unique or the only one with some affliction of whatever sort-medical, mental, physical, emotional, etc. and then find out it is an actual documented thing shared by many. We are never as alone as we may think. So do I have fellow travelers like myself whose journey is all about the stops and the smelling of the roses and that tiny little leaf you spy too?
Thursday, 31 October 2024
Autumn's Beauty, Tasty Treats, Susie's Scrappy Basket Block
Wednesday, 23 October 2024
Autumn's Golden Light, Stitching Updates, Help on the Journey
The last flowers to come into bloom in my garden are the Asters. The wild ones are also in bloom and like these, starting to fade. The sunlight lately has been wonderful and has that noticeable October slant. But shines strongly with a golden tinge that makes it beautiful. I've tried to capture it in this weeks' photos.
The scrappy EPP Tiny Nine Patch quilt keeps growing and I think I'm nearing an end with this project. The red certainly makes it cheery. This was meant to use up scraps but I still haven't made a dent in my scrap bin. That last bit seems to defy logic.
It is about 48 in by 90 in at this stage.I think we have a muskrat in the pond. There was a tunnel into one of the banks when we came here and we've always wondered if there had been a muskrat here as they are very common in small ponds in Ontario. Lately, twice I've glimpsed something much much larger than the frogs moving through the water stirring mud in its wake and going into the tunnel. A lone muskrat would have a field day there having it all to itself.
I got several questions about what was on my turkey before baking in the last post. As many guessed, it was pats of real butter. It was fresh from the fridge which made it hard to cut hence the odd triangular pieces. Happy to know so many are paying attention here and your kind words and encouragement are sincerely helping me through whatever the heck this is I'm traversing.☺ How we all love to know we are not alone on the journey.
On that hopeful note, I'll sign off for today. Staying Steady and Keeping Calm (trying to). Hope you all are too!
Thursday, 17 October 2024
Three or More Things To (Maybe) Beat The Stubborn Blues
I read this line recently...you are a work in progress because life isn't done with you yet. I definitely mistakenly thought the opposite. That at my seven decades and counting age I'd have everything figured out, things would be settled down to a point where life would be smooth sailing through whatever years are left. The thing that might derail that would be unavoidable illness. But no, there are still people/family worries, messy situations and uncertainty. That last thing is creeping into my thoughts more. I've questioned how I'm handling certain present situations which has led me to distrust how I handled things before now...just to make it all the more complicated. And then there's this little point...I've mentioned Be Prepared was my Girl Guide motto and I tried to live by it all my life. How to be prepared for what we don't know about or a possible reality that involves something we think we can't at all manage- that is a challenge. As one of you brilliant people said in a comment, it seems for some of us who are born worriers, as we grow older, we swap out one set of worries for another. How true!
Thank you all again for taking the time to comment, commiserate or share your wisdom and stories to cheer me up. And in spite of what I wrote above, that heavy, generally low, dragging feeling has lifted from my brain. Hallelujah! I mean it now when I write that I am doing better overall.
So what have I been doing? I made the vow to just get up and keep going no matter what I was feeling like. I didn't use a journal to make a list of things to do which I've found helpful in the past. This episode I seemed to know what I needed and that was to just get on with things. With swimming in the summer, I had mostly dropped my morning jog. After the pool closed, for a couple of weeks I did chair yoga, one that gets your heart rate up and I enjoyed it. I followed the exercises but after a couple of listens, started using my own music. Last week I felt up to starting the day with a little jog outside and that too has been great so I've kept that up. I could feel what an energy boost that was immediately and could kick myself for not doing so sooner.
I've been spending time each day in my new sewing area (whether I feel like it or not). As you all know, you are not there long and something needing doing will catch your eye and there you are, engaged and even moving a project along and even just a smidge feels good.
The view from my sewing machine table...a side look at the Hydrangeas. I've cleaned all the windows on the outside and paid particular attention to this one. Many birds and wildlife use this area near the bird feeder and I'm keeping my camera handy.
The Hydrangeas in this tree turn pink as the temperatures drop. Taken before window was web free.
Wednesday, 9 October 2024
Still Here, Stitching and Thinking Out Loud
We have been having a gentle ease into autumn with just one overnight frost so far and temperatures reaching into the double digits most days. We did have a terrific thunder and lightening storm the other day that brought unique clouds overhead looking like something AI generated. These are called Asperitas clouds. Even the clouds are fancier these days. I only ever knew of Cirrus and Cumulus clouds growing up.
Cindy Broderick photo |
But as my doctor said, we wouldn't be human if horrible events, those personal and even those far away from us, didn't make us feel somber and even sad at times. So still wallowing a little here, big sigh.
Thank you all for writing to me, wishing me well, commiserating and offering so many wonderful suggestions too. 💗
Thursday, 26 September 2024
Birthday Cake, Carolyn's Everglade, Feeling Low
On the drive to our place there are lots of fields, farms and horse ranches. Many of the original zigzag cedar rail fences built by the pioneers have been maintained.