Not warm enough to comfortably sit outside though. That was a lucky few minutes. This morning I went out to put things into the recycling bin and was darn glad to come back inside.
On the stove: a bigger than expected pot of lentil and vegetable soup. I started chopping veggies and apparently got a little carried away, had to switch to a larger pot, then it didn’t look like enough lentils, then not enough water and well… Good thing I have a really really big pot. All I’m sayin’.
Now I’m having another round of coffee and heading upstairs.
Hanging the quilt up last night, it was good to see that the bits of quilting are adding up to some progress. I think I’m about to change colors in the bottom area. I have a more sage-y light olive color thread ready to go there, although I’m going to compare to the medium green again before starting. The top area in the dark green is bigger than the bottom portion but less color changes involved. Dark and less dark. That is all.
After I realized I was done for good quilting last night I climbed into bed and picked up the book I’d started the night before. The introduction is heavy on Scottish Gaelic words and terms from the late 19th century so I was frequently looking up things via dictionary or internet. I was surprised how many Scottish Gaelic words I knew (brose? really?) but the density of the words certainly made it easy to read slowly. This book has two dedications, the first to Robert Louis Stevenson, which was an unexpected and pleasant surprise. Also a surprise in the intro were several pages about a possible Finnish connection (as the editor does some comparative looks at non-Gaelic fairy-like beings.
I’m sure I’ll finish the introduction sooner or later.
