how the wind blows!
I woke early this morning to the roar of the wind. Wind is not at all my favourite element, not at all, it grates on my nerves and agitates me, no end. So I lay there, thinking of the damage it was doing to my garden, tossed and turned then decided to get up. I played with my first ever 'quiltie' and put a load of washing on. Then I had to hang it out - oh fun! trying to wrestle the clothes line to stay still while you hang a sheet out is not my idea of fun. So - I got the washing done, all flapping in the breeze. I had to go grocery shopping and when I came back, I could swear I saw some of my towels flying over-head, well not quite but they were all over my yard - hanging in the madarin tree, like they had grown there, twisted around my rose bushes and some over my fence. Then I had to wrestle with the sheets again - with them wrapping me up like some kind of mummy and me wandering blindly around the backyard like Herman Munster - I really had to have a chuckle at how I must have looked. - oh the joys of the August winds (one day early) - fire is crackling now, dinner is just about ready and I have to play with my collage again. I have made a lovely little heart quiltie and all I need is some of that wonderful printed tape that I am seeing on some blogs - the hunt is on!