What Katy Did

 Here's Cutie Patootie again!  

 While I was out running the sprinklers this morning I spied a green visitor.  Katy!  Isn't she fascinating?  She has the skinniest long legs and she gracefully lifts them, walking ever so slowly.  

 She's looking at you!

 Isn't she a gorgeous creature?

 She's a walking leaf!

 I don't think I'm going to make a  complicated shawl anytime soon.  It's TOO hard and too frustrating when I come upon such confusing instructions.  Maybe later.  I'm using my cushy alpaca to make a vest instead.  I can pull this on over a linen blouse when I start to shiver this fall.  One cable up the center.  EASY.

 I'm at a standstill with the striped sweater because it's almost time to shape the neck.  I don't know why I get the heebie jeebies when I have to "think" about my knitting.  It's a goal of mine to overcome my fears and knit on with confidence!  That's an EZ mantra!

 Here's a "shelfie" because I knew you'd like looking at the little dishes. Oh!  I see Jemima Puddleduck!  

 I'm still reveling in thankfulness for our new kitchen.  I love my wacky knobs/pulls and I LOVE green.

 Yesterday we filled up the small paddling pool simply to have access to water with out running the hose constantly.  Kids can find all kinds of things to do with water.  Sam made a lot of mud in the toy bucket and I cleaned my boots.  I entertained dreams of walking in the rain this fall, dressed in my yellow raincoat, rain boots, and carrying my smiley face umbrella.  My sister and I liked to take rainy walks on Sundays when we were little girls.  It really doesn't rain much here, so I'll keep wearing my boots in my own garden mud.

 Mums are cheerful, aren't they?  I have one little mum.  Just right.

 Now, on to first world problems.  I don't like spending a lot of money on haircuts, but I'm really picky about haircuts.  I've resorted to this weird scrunchy bun when I am at home.  

 I know.  It just won't do.  Another first world problem:  hair stylists don't work on Mondays, so by the time I make an appointment I might have a good hair day and change my mind.  I spend far too much time thinking about my hair.  

I got my 10,000 steps yesterday because I took James to the closest park and then later Sam and Plum Cake wanted to go to the park (the one that is down a grassy hill and requires chubby Granny to huff and puff while pushing the stroller and carrying the scooter!).  I find that one day I'll accumulate lots of steps and then the next day, not so many.

Today I am getting ready for Bill to come home.  He's been gone two weeks!  Ack!  I've missed him SO MUCH! I shall go to the grocery and buy food.  It's pretty "Old Mother Hubbard" around here.

 (from The Academy of American Poets website)

This Is Just To Say

William Carlos Williams, 1883 - 1963

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

 And on a final note, Sven the horse (Kelli's petty pet) is at horse boarding school.  Yes, there is such a thing!  He's learning important horse stuff.  Ha!

It's time to shower, make my problem hair presentable, and buzz to the grocery.  Then, I might sweep and mop.  
Thank you for stopping by again today.  I love it when you do!
Update:  I hate to tell you this but while I was talking on the phone I saw a magpie swoop in and eat Katy.  YIKES!