Saturday Afternoon

Having finished my "work" for the day, I find myself crocheting at a supersonic speed because it seems as though all my friends and relatives are having new babies. It must be not only the beginning of "wedding season", but "new baby season" as well. It seems that I am anticipating a bunch of little girls because I am reaching over and over again for the pink and yellow wool. Although, it might just be my subconscious trying to even out the score - my armoir has a collection of powder blue and white balnkets waiting to be gifted. I have a few ideas that I might use to alter the usual Granny Square layette pattern in order to make it more interesting or I might just follow the usual pattern; we'll see. . . off I go into the world of pastel colors and baby blankets for the afternoon. I'll be sure to post pictures as soon as I finish a few more blankets.

Flowers from the yard

Friday

Today was a day of thoughts and thinking; just thinking about ideas and entertaining a few musings as they roll around inside my head. One or two of them managed to find a corner and started to grow, but the growth was stunted before it seemed to blossom into much of anything. Tomorrow is another day and so the little tiny seeds of ideas will hopefully blossom into something more. . .

My Pencil Cup

Thursday's Train Ride

This morning I was completely engrossed in a fantastic storyline of a book and just enjoying being able to sit in that seat and read when three unassuming people sat down around me three stops into my ride. They started up with the most distracting and loud conversation which totally distracted me from my book. I cannot fault those who would like to carry on conversations with others while riding the train, but I cannot remember the last time I was unable to even partially "tune-out" other's discussion while reading on the train. I was forced to back-track three pages and reread them which brings me to the kicker = my eyes fell upon the last two pages of the entire book just as the storyline was coming together and the train pulls into my station! I was insensed to say the very least; and all morning I was dead-set on just ducking under my desk and speed reading through the last lines; but that would just make an abortion of a beautiful tale, so I waited as patiently as I was able until I had a few free moments and it was a perfect ending.

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My first tiny text for my blog. EmmyLine.

Wednesday

The first of hopefully many more lines I will have to write; but this is all I have to say at this moment in time.