Thursday, December 3, 2015
It has been a good day, one where I finally got the old Singer out and cut and tore the flannel for the newest baby quilt. I've had the flannel out for ages, flannel that I bought years ago and used in some of my children's quilts. I shopped and shopped for new but I can't find any prints I like. It's all damn Disney and Hulk prints and what I want is flowers. But it turns out that the flower print I had (which I think actually used in Lily's quilt) is in pink and green which are the colors that Lily is using for her baby's room. So. Fate.
I also had some beautiful pink corduroy, fine ribbed and light, soft as the flannel and I am using that as well.
It feels good to use the scissors, the old machine which gives off the smell of oil and dust, the iron to flatten my seams.
My neighbor, the young man who bought the house next door knocked on my door this afternoon, holding Elvira in his arms. She had strayed into his yard and couldn't seem to find her way back home, so he caught her and brought her back.
"Oh, Elvira," I crooned, taking her from him. "What have you been up to?"
I think I crack this guy up. It's so funny. When I'm around him I turn into this stereotypical old southern woman and I swear- my accent actually deepens. I have no idea why I do this. Am I still an actor at heart, playing to my audience?
He may well read this blog. I know he's very interested in everything about Lloyd and although I am not sure, I have a feeling that if you google "Lloyd, Florida" you may eventually find me.
Nope. Maybe not. Perhaps I merely flattered myself. I just googled Lloyd and if I'm there anywhere, it's buried pretty far.
But he asked to see my garden and I showed it to him and before I knew what was happening, he was pulling mustards and collards and arugula to transplant into his garden. He may have asked, but if so, it was not exactly clear on my part that he had permission. Oh well. My greens do need thinning. No doubt about that. And he didn't take many and I pulled some for him myself.
And after all, he did bring Elvira home.
He is very, very interested in planting and nurturing that which is native in his yard. We had a little discussion about "native" versus "traditional" in North Florida. Of course there is indigenous and there is invasive too. I told him that there was a plant in my yard that I've never been able to identify (and not that I've really tried very hard) and he took a picture and sent it to a friend of his who immediately texted back that it is tetrapanax papyrifer, also known as rice plant.
So now I know and am grateful for that. It is used in the making of rice paper or, according to Wikipedia, known more accurately as "pith paper."
Perhaps one day I shall be bored and inspired enough to try my hand at making pith paper but that will probably happen after I become bored and inspired enough to make soap from the ingredients that used to belong to Kathleen.
In the meantime, I am making this baby quilt and it is as imperfect as the baby's grandmother is, but cheerful and the right colors.
My husband has texted me that he is packing to come home tonight. He is a most happy man, I think. Not only did he get a buck but he also bought a car that he's been wanting and looking for for over a year. Someone up in Tennessee bought the car he drove up in for his son and Mr. Moon will be driving the new (previously owned) one back home.
This is Mr. Moon's life. I swear to god, he is the luckiest man I've ever known although he puts in the work to make the luck happen.
Sometimes when I find myself feeling low and useless, I remember that of all of the women in the world he could have married and had children with and made a family with, he chose me and so perhaps that means that I am a bit of a prize too, but then I always remember how kind-hearted he is and how he does love to take on a project and I don't feel quite as sassy about the whole thing.
God knows I have been a project that only a kind-hearted person would take on.
And he is my luck. Of that, there can be no debate.
All right. Back to the quilt. It's supposed to get down into the forties tonight. Perhaps this means my cat will sleep with me. One never knows. When she banged against my window in the wee, early hours last night, I refused to get up and let her in. She can get in through a cat door and she knows it but I think I pissed her off because I found her this morning inside the house, indeed! inside my room! but sleeping in a doll crib that my sweet father-in-law made for his granddaughters. She looked at me like, "If you wanted me to cuddle with you, you'd have let me in. Bitch."
Well. I suppose she was right.
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I use Duck Duck Go as a search engine and you did not turn up in a search for Lloyd Florida but *did* show up under Lloyd Florida Chickens. Isn't that great? It makes me happy.ReplyDelete
I think Mr. Moon hit the jackpot when he found you.
Norbert is sitting beside me right now. It is only because it is December and December is when he is a very good cat.
Will you show us the quilt when it is done?
You are a beautiful writer. I don't want your tales to finish. I love reading your tales. I could read a whole series about your life.ReplyDelete
Etsy and ebay both have flannel yardage, some of which has flowers. There's a lot of fabric on line. I love making baby quilts. They're small enough to complete in a person's lifetime, and one can make them as cute as a person can stand it.ReplyDelete
I love your relationship with Maurice.ReplyDelete
I do so love visiting your blog and reading about all of the goings on and happenings in your life and of the myriad thoughts and feelings you have. You are just perfect in so many ways. I cannot see how your dear sweet husband could not have loved you as much as he does.ReplyDelete
You have so much creative energy, with the quilting and the gardening and whatnot. I love that your neighbour retrieved Elvira for you -- and so funny about the greens!ReplyDelete
You are on the second page of google under Lloyd fl chickens. It was a tiring but good day here, helped my son and his fiance' move into there new home. So proud and happy for them. GailReplyDelete
So I too could not resist google. I googled "Lloyd Florida Blogs" and you were the top result. The second or third was this: http://laceupandwalk.blogspot.com/2015/11/a-walk-through-historic-lloyd-florida.htmlReplyDelete
Which I thought was fitting.
Dear Ms. Moon,ReplyDelete
Regarding my comment on another blog, I do not disagree with you. We do need gun control and another effort toward background checks was voted down yet again by the fools in our Senate. While there have always been mentally ill people, services for them have been continuously eroded since the early eighties when Reagan was in office. If this were changed and people were healthier, they would not see the need to get guns and mow people down and yes, we need to get all guns not belonging to cops, the military and licensed hunters off the streets. I don't see either scenario happening in this country, unfortunately.
I would raise an eyebrow at the "thinning" of the greens ... nice of your neighbour to bring Elvira home, though!ReplyDelete
Birdie- I would NEVER have thought to google Lloyd with chickens. It does make sense that I'd show up there. Does Norbert believe in Santa? I will show you the quilt after I give it to Lily. You will not be impressed.ReplyDelete
Joanna- Well, in fact, I suppose you are! I am so glad you are here.
Allison- Turns out that the flannel and corduroy I have are pretty perfect but yes, I will be going online to look for any further flannel needs. I just like to FEEL the cloth, you know?
Elizabeth- It is deep and complex, isn't it?
Desiree- Oh my god! I am not perfect in any way! Ask my family! No. Don't. But I try to be a good wife and mother and MerMer. And my sweeties make it pretty easy.
Steve Reed- Sort of bold of my neighbor, don't you think? I do not have a lot of energy. I get little bursts which is fine, I suppose.
Gail- Congratulations on your son's new nest! May they be very happy there!
Mitzi's Crafty- Well. That all certainly looks familiar! So funny!
e- Unfortunately, I do not either. But I surely do hope...
jenny_o- I know! A bit odd. But yes, he brought back my beloved Elvira. Wouldn't it be wonderful if she set eggs this spring and gave me another Elvis?
You are absolutely a prize. 100%ReplyDelete
Oh, well, project or not, you were the one he chose to dedicate his life to :)ReplyDelete
What Vesuvius said. xoReplyDelete