Long time no blog (again).
My last post was September 27th. Whoops!
It's very hard for me to believe that today is actually the first day of December.
Yesterday we had a sandstorm so it was a stay inside kinda day, but today there were blue skies and a breeze so I headed out to one of my favorite areas for walking.
September is still hot in my corner of the world with tomorrow's high expected to be 117 F.
The cantaloupe vines (planted from seed at the end of June) have survived and continue to flower but unfortunately there's no pollinators around just yet.
Male flower on the left, female flower on the right.
A bit of car crochet while my husband went to check on some things at his warehouse. He had two containers to unload early this morning and said it was like a sauna inside the truck.
Have a fab Friday!
I'm constantly trying to hit reset on my routines and my life. September is a time of transition weather-wise, and this first day of the month seems like a good time to hit refresh once again.
Although it's still hot, and the humidity has been stifling lately, I'm determined to start my daily morning walks again.
Hello Friends!
Long time no blog. Hope this finds you doing well.
At the end of June, I planted saved cantaloupe seeds from store-bought melons. Last year I did the same and was really pleased when they grew and flowered throughout our harsh summer weather. By January of this year, we had two of the cutest little melons which turned out to be snack-sized, but super sweet.
Last year I only planted them in one pot, but this year I've spread seeds throughout five different pots, three on one balcony and two on the other.
In the past week, the first flowers have appeared and each one sparks a bit of joy.
We only need to open our eyes to see the gifts
that abound all around us.
These are the simple joys in life.
Over the past week, while listening and learning, I was stitching and meditating.
The designs I stitched on this sampler bookmark are from the Palestinian Embroidery book by Widad Kawar and Tania Nasier that documents the embroidery indicative to 5 different regions in Palestine.
The word fallah means farmer and fallaha is the farm woman so this type of embroidery is called fallahi because it was traditionally made by village women.
I chose to work on designs from Gaza.