I mentioned before that rainy weather is good quilting weather, and so it is. There’s something cozy about listening to the rain on the roof and the skylight, and being warm and dry inside while creating homemade table runners and wall hangings. There’s no pressure to be doing something outside. I can watch movies and drink tea or coffee or whatever and relax.
However. It’s starting to feel like days since I’ve seen the sun. There are rivulets running down the street. My roof is leaking again out on the porch and the cat is drinking out of the Cool Whip bowl under the drips. The trees and grass and flowers look like they’re drowning. Enough is enough!
It’s supposed to rain tomorrow, too. So much for outdoor activities for Father’s Day. My granddaughter is spending a few hours with her dad, and I guess they’ll be indoor hours. I’ll run errands and hope I don’t get mildewed in the process.
I expect to have lots and loads and oodles of time to sew starting in July. Maybe I can make a dent on my stash, which is almost embarassingly large. Not that it’s a bad thing…
