Tuesday, February 26

Fun


My father turned 80 the other day, and I asked him if he'd done anything fun for his birthday.
He said, "I pretty much don't do anything that isn't fun these days."
Well, why should he.

I've been living by the same philosophy around here. Playing with fabric and stuff I found in the yard last fall.

I have a limited number of leaves left pressed between the pages of catalogs, so I'm working with eucalyptus too.
They throw off some great color.
And the heady scents that come from the dye pot. . .
Makes me want to spend all of my days with a dye pot roiling in the yard and a needle and thread in my stained fingers.

 Yep. We're pretty much not doing anything that isn't fun around here these days.