A Day Of Rest

Brad is at church with the grandchildren. I’m still battling allergies but I think I’m beginning to win the battle and stay out of the doctor’s office this time. House is clean and tidy, beds made, etc. I’m having yogurt, an English muffin and French press coffee. The Cat Turd mugs are in the dishwasher so I grabbed my unRaveled mug instead.

It’s 62° and overcast in our little corner of Texas. I keep waiting for the rain that hasn’t arrived yet. Brad has a line on 100 bales of hay, just waiting to see when we can get it delivered. It may be the large square bales instead of the large round bales, can’t remember what Brad told me. He and Michael were on the phone for awhile the other evening discussing a number of things.

It won’t be the quality of hay we’ve been getting in years past. No one has it. No rain. People who grow hay are understandably saving the best for their own livestock. Audrey has three older cows that need to go to the sale this week and it’s time to sell the horses as well. If we can keep Grover the Bull and five head of younger cows then we should make it through to better weather and start to rebuild the herd and improve the pastures. Such is farm life. It ain’t ever dull! It can be nerve racking at times, but it ain’t dull.

No knitting today. My hands ache too much. It’s time for a dose of ibuprofen and some Cryofreeze rubbed on my aching joints. It’s a good day to read and I’ve got plenty to keep me busy, still working my way through the “Dragonriders of Pern” series. I’m most of the way through the “Renegades of Pern” at this point, piled up in the recliner with a mug of hot coffee. Life is good!

Have a blessed Sunday, ya’ll.

Finished Alpine Blossom socks. Fishknit’s Yarn.

Published by thenerdyyarnlady

I am a Native Texan, Wife, Mother, Grandmother, Great-Grandmother, Catholic Convert residing in rural North East Texas since 1975 when I married my husband and this small town girl became a country girl. I was taught to knit at the age of ten and discovered the writings of Elizabeth Zimmerman shortly after I married. I learned to ‘unvent’ things as I went along, to create my own patterns and generally have a blast with yarn and needles. In the mid 1980’s I explored the idea of spinning my own yarn and eventually got interested in weaving on a floor loom. I have three spinning wheels and a 24″ four-shaft Herald floor loom that I purchased from a friend in the 1990’s. I also enjoy sewing, tatting and making rosaries. I have a work room that contains my fiber, yarn, floor loom, sewing machines, serger and rosary making supplies. I have a spinning corner in a bedroom next to my work room, both with north windows looking toward the creek.

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