Mary Oliver

"Tell me, what is it you plan to do

with your one wild and precious life?"









Sunday, August 10, 2014

Tick, Tock

The countdown has begun and I'm trying to cram as much summer into my last two weeks as I can. At the same time, I've begun to think about school and all the details I need to put into place. Quite a conundrum, no? (Gracie just wants me to hang out with her.)

I've been knitting, enjoying the beach, hanging out with friends, doing lots of yard work, and just generally living like a kid. In other words, I've been doing what I like, even more than usual. Many days end with a bath at 9:00 p.m., in order to get all the dirt and/or sand off of me, and while sitting in the tub, childhood memories of playing outside all day flood my mind and senses and make me smile. I have so enjoyed this summer, even more than I usually do.

This was Friday, when friends came over to hang at the beach with me.

 

I think part of the reason I've enjoyed myself so much is due to my friend, Lori, who is at a similar point in her life: our kids are grown and we have very little in the way of responsibilities to structure our days. Oh, we both have bills to pay and all that, but neither of us have children at home to drive around or cook for, and so our days are pretty much our own. And we are making the most of it.

Last week, two friends (Lori is the one on the right) and I went on a "field trip" to a North Carolina knit shop we love, to sit and knit there for a change. The owner, Jeannie, has just started taking a truck of yarn to different areas of the state, as a new marketing strategy, and let us take a peek inside!

We ate lunch at a little place right next door to the shop, to minimize lost knitting time.

Steve is going to be out of town Monday and Tuesday, and Lori and I are planning to knit and go to the beach tomorrow, and knit at a local yarn shop we love and eat at a great lunch spot on Tuesday. As a matter of fact, Lori will probably sleep over at my house tomorrow night, just for fun.

I'm still knitting my linen scarf, Strathcona, but it's almost finished. I could have finished it this weekend, but I kept losing track of the right and wrong side and having to rip out, but it didn't bother me too much. Luckily, the linen yarn is very forgiving that way. Steve and I were in the car for about ten hours yesterday, driving to and from Chestertown, Maryland, on the upper top of the Eastern Shore, so we could celebrate a friend's 80th birthday, and I thought that would be the perfect opportunity to finish up the scarf, but it didn't work out that way. The drive was lovely just the same. We had planned to stay overnight, but couldn't find a room available, so we came back, which worked out better in the long run.

Chestertown even had a yarn bombed tree, but alas, no yarn shop.

Steve and I had coffee and breakfast in our favorite coffee shop today, then I took a nap before we went to a cookout at Lori's house. I did a little yard work when we got home, and have been reading on and off since then. As I said, it's been a wonderful summer.

I hope your summer has been a great one too!

 

7 comments:

  1. I have not worked much this summer and if this is retirement, Im going to LOVE It. Never at a loss for things to do.
    Love car knitting even if I have to rip later

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    1. That's how I feel too; knitting is knitting. I have 13 more years until I can retire, so summers will have to do for awhile!

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  2. I am moving closer to you and Lori so I can hang out with you two.
    Hugs,
    Meredith

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  3. It sounds like you are having an excellent summer. Your pictures sure show it. I hope you continue to enjoy these last few weeks. Livin' the dream!

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    1. Thank you, it has been an excellent summer for sure! Enjoying it while it lasts!

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  4. So glad you are having a wonderful summer! You are so lucky to have knitting friends. I have wonderful friends but only one of them knits -- and she and her hubby travel a lot.

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