Hello! It’s been an odd time recently. My head has been full of so many distracting thoughts that there hasn’t been space for words or thinking. There’s been sad family news, sad news from a friend, and disquiet as I extricated myself from a situation that wasn’t working for me. I hope I’ve made some space in my head now.
November’s here and that means dahlia planting time in my garden. Over the past three years, I’ve worked out the best time for me to do various tasks in my garden. There are various areas of different microclimates in my patch. Some parts are more exposed to the prevailing westerly winds we experience, while others are shady and sheltered. It’s taken me a while to figure these out but close observation has resulted in a better understanding of my garden. So, time to get those tubers in the ground!
I’m immersed in Eliza Henry-Jones’ Salt and Skin this week. Only about a third of the way through, but I’m struck by the same feeling of place that Sarah Moss’ novels always evoke in me. Have you read it? It’s powerful.
I’ll leave you with a photo showing part of a quilt block I am stitching. I love the filler effect of seed stitch – my stitches are of irregular length, made with a variegated thread. It’s such soothing therapy.
