We've had a pretty remarkable summer so far, weather wise. Pete and I have been swimming almost daily, in the warm water of Peconic Bay. We are dining on the bounty of Pete's vegetable garden -- zucchini, green beans, beets, onions, Swiss Chard. The only thing we buy is sweet corn, because we don't have the room to grow it. Our tomatoes are just coming in, and I cannot wait to have a Caprese salad whenever I want and to make a Tomato Cobbler with our multi-colored cherry tomatoes.
The whole summer has felt like vacation to me. When I want to read, I sit down and read. I've been leaving the dishes in the sink, waiting days to do the laundry. And I have not been working much, which is sort of a problem, lol. I should be designing new patterns and making finished goods for my fall shows. When I read other people's blogs with my morning coffee, I see pumpkins and witches and black cats, snowmen and snowflakes and Christmas trees. I haven't finished my Fourth of July designs yet.
I'm teaching a class tomorrow at Farmhouse Quilts in Southold -- a good thing -- it jarred me out of the staycation mode I've been in. I designed a new 10 inch square mat called Southold Sunflower. It's a simple mat, a single sunflower against a brilliant blue sky, so it lends itself to a beginner class. I have been thinking about embellishing it with beads for added interest, but I will wait until after the class for that.
So today, I am dyeing wool while watering the garden and packing up the car for tomorrow's class. When its over, I'll try to get my head out of summer and into fall. I'm a little wistful about that -- I have already noticed the shortening of days and Labor Day is three weeks away.