Oh, how I'd love to be,
by the sea,
Where the cool ocean breeze blows.
Where the daily high was June's lows.
Come sail away with me,
to a land of cool,
or at least one with a shaded pool.

My Ode to August--Angelvista, 2006

Ha! I bet you guys didn't know I was a poet. Someday's the muse strikes in words and somedays in arts. I've never been able to channel which way she will hit.

The picture is my latest dishcloth. It's a sailboat knitted from a pattern by Rhonda White. (I'll add her link, when I find where I wrote it down at.)

I'm getting a nice pile ready for the new place. It's ours now! We signed the lease on Thursday evening. Yeah! Now, I need to get my butt in gear and finish packing. I repacked some of my yarn and fabric this morning, I now have 5 trash bags in the dinning room full of fabric and yarn waiting to move. I promised myself a lot of knitting and sewing when the move is done. I believe it is time for a fabric and yarn diet (at least for a short while).

Speaking of diets, my appointment with the dietician went well on Wednesday. I thought I really blew it because I've been living on ice cream (or at least eating a lot more of the stuff than I should eat). Well, the good news is I didn't totally blow it. I lost 5 pounds! Yeah! The Earth is 5 pounds lighter.