Day Seven: Abandoned Roses
You never know what you might find in our yard. Poor Iz stumbled into vermin poop. I was far luckier! Much to my surprise, the abandoned rose bush on the boundary fence decided to bloom like mad this year. I missed most of the show and it’s being completely choked by weeds—but the few blooms I rescued are absolutely stunning. I can’t begin to describe the scent, cocoa maybe?
I guess I should weed my yard more often.
Day Six: Â Refueling at El Azedero Taco Stand. Sometimes, you just need a chicken taco.
Day Five: Color Me Ambitious
I don’t sew for me. Probably because most of my past attempts can be classified as “craft project-esque”. I have these nightmares that Heidi Klum stops me on the street and says, “I don’t  know, it looks very home sewn to me” in her lovely accent.
What? Super models don’t stop and talk to you in your dreams?
But I  think about it a lot, sewing for myself. Especially as summer approaches. And like the jamsyrup** of previous posts, make a summer skirt is a perennial favorite on my summer to-do list. My success rate is even worse—since I’ve never made anything remotely summery that I’d be caught dead wearing. What I’m doing wearing homemade clothes in my dreams is beyond me.
Maybe I should seek therapy.
Anyhow, make summer skirt is on this year’s list. Partly out of defiance, partly out of habit. But mostly because I’m ambitious. Beneath my slacker Gen X tendencies, there is an ambitious streak a mile wide. Not the “I’m going to be famous” kind of ambition, or the “I’m going to save the world” ambition. It’s  far less snazzy or altruistic. It’s more delusional and stubborn and  completely irrational. If this ambitious side of myself had a name it would be Kitty. And Kitty wants to make a summer skirt.
You really shouldn’t argue with Kitty.
So the skirt makes the list. Who knows if I’ll actually do it.  I did take my favorite skirt into the studio today in hopes that if it sits on my ironing board long enough, I might  get around to drafting a pattern. We’re going to call that step one.
**Jamsyrup, coined by the lovely Yvette. Who just happens to be joining me in documenting her 94 days of Summer. I’m already loving what she’s doing! Go check it out. And if you want to join along, it’s not too late!
***OOPS! Actually, “Jamsyrup” was coined by Another Yarn. Yvette has a lovely blog called Jams and Jewels… and now you see how I got confused. 😀
Day Four: Laid Up. Good thing I have a stack of library books to keep me company.
Day Three: Fresh flowers from my yard. The payoff for all the pollen-induced sneezing of Spring. An abundance means even random hallway windows aren’t ignored.
Day Two: Reading Youth Fiction on the Porch
