Tea is Exciting

You all know I love tea. I love it, I do, it's just the thing. There is never a time, ever, when I don't love tea. My favorite cup of tea: the one the nurses bring you in Swan Districts Hospital right after you have delivered a baby.

Have you seen flower tea? This is my kids' most favorite. A little monster-ball, dropped gently in steaming hot water, and as it brews: suddenly a flower pops out and the ball is transformed into a bouquet resting in the bottom of your glass teapot. Tea is exciting, oh yes.

Seriously, Fall?

I don't know, I mean, it just started raining and then there were leaves and I looked out, and the trees were looking...sorta yellowish.
I'm freaking out. I love fall but we are not ready for it yet.
It's been bucketing rain on and off today, steamy and warm, and it's been gray and muggy.  Feels like a monsoon, but it definitely is beginning to look frowsy and blowsy; a summer past its prime.

Sign of a Desperate Woman

I went to knitting group this morning.  It was awesome.  I stayed until three, just as if I had absolutely nothing else in the world to do today.  I go there to get away from the cray-cray in this house. 
How about that tatt?  If I ever got a tatt, that would be it.  I used to sit in geometry class with this girl over 20 years ago.  I had no idea she was going to grow up to be that cool.   Much hilarity, much fun, crazy knitting ladies.  The leader/teacher/head cray-cray is running a Christmas stocking competition, so most of the knitters are working on stockings.  Most of the knitters are very new knitters.  The one in the tutu, whose head I cut off for sake of dignity, came in asking to learn how to "do that thing with the two sticks."   Lots of work done today, three Christmas stockings finished, and I finished up both my little cardigans for my little girls, plus a sleeve on the new pink cardigan for Gater.   Really, all I want to do is knit and knit and knit.  I don't really want to think about yard sales and packing and cleaning and moving and selling the house and fall and upheaval and stress. Knitting. How about you?