Sunday, June 17, 2012
I have been spending most of my free time in the garden - pulling weeds, planting, transplanting, and mulching. Sometimes Zeby tries to "help" by digging next to me. And when this happens a distant memory from my childhood surfaces. I must have had a children's book, perhaps featuring a dog or badger (?), who digs in the wrong places, because my brain will all of a sudden provide this little quote:
"Must not dig in the garden, must not dig in the sand....." and then a something-something about the seaside.
I have a feeling this may have been one of my childhood books that my parents read to me when I had to take my asthma medicine - then it was a sticky clear liquid that tasted like very fake peach or orange.
Anyway, my knitting time has shrunk dramatically, but I managed to get a swatch done.
And I have cast on and completed 6 rows or so. Not much, and not nearly enough progress for me to have a finished tank by Thursday when I leave for TNNA in Columbus. Ah well. In the grand scheme of things it is unimportant!