Busy Bee...that's ME!

Oh yes! I have been very, very busy...

On the hook-- a zig zag afghan I have been commissioned to make.

On the sewing machine-- just finished a quilt for my friend's first grandson. Nine patch scrappy quilt with a cartoon bird back and low loft poly bat.

In the kitchen-- I made butter! If I had known it was that easy I would have been making butter years ago!
(1 pint heavy whipping cream, beat until it separates into curds and whey with hand mixer on low, pour off liquid, knead and rinse in cool water until water runs clear, blend in 1/2 teaspoon salt)

On paper-- A poem (growing things prompt) "Weeds" and two poems for an event in July and August.  "Seduction" and "Love Poem."


WEEDS

The weeds have grown tall in the back yard

The wind and the rain

Have planted seed deep and reaching

There once was grass

I suppose

Before we moved in

But for us the earth has granted dirt

Dust

And weeds

Thigh-high now

As spring emerges from sleep

The weeds have grown tall in the back yard

I track the rustle of green fronds

My dog is like a lion

On the prowl in the deep underbrush

Of the African tundra

He’s looking for a place to pee

Or sleep

Maybe he’s lost in there and is just

Trying to get back to the house

The weeds have grown tall in the back yard

My husband will wince from his armchair

Requests turn to nagging

The children suffer cabin fever 

They stand at the window long-faced

Staring wide-eyed and open-mouthed

They want to go

But they are afraid

Angry, thick, sticky stems

Furry leaves and foul smelling flowers

Engulf half of the see-saw

and the dismount of the slide

The weeds have grown tall in the back yard

Avoidance is one answer

While waiting for the dry heat of summer

When we will preserve water

And watch the struggle

The ultimate demise

Of each leaf and spine and tangled mass

Giving way to 

Little round stickers

Implanting themselves in socks

And the dog’s fur