I'm calling this The Summer of Exhaustion. I am almost always tired what with Cairo's constant coughing. He is doing much better on his medication, and we are heading to the vet on Monday to re-evaluate what he is on. He sleeps about 5 hours straight now, but that isn't enough for me. Lack of sleep coupled with my daughter and her boyfriend being here for 10 days, friends for dinner, more overnight guests, plumbing problems, and cancelled flights, I'm pretty bleary-eyed.
The hot weather has been relentless. The central air is running constantly, and my garden is drying up. We are having our first real rain in weeks today, so that is good. The fireflies like the hot, dry weather -- there are hundreds of them overnight. I love them.
I should be looking toward my autumn shows -- the stores are sticked for back-to-school buying -- but I just can't seem to do it. Something to do with my time management skills, or my perception of time and how much I can get finished within a deadline. I think its hereditary, since my sister and my daughter suffer from the same thing. I'm hoping that turning the calendar page to August will jump start some creativity . . . One can always hope.
My rug hooking guild, the Peconic Ruggers, is hosting a hook in on Saturday, August 13, 2016, 10 am to 3 pm. It is open to all. Bring something to work on, something to show, and your lunch. We'll also be talking about our upcoming rug show to be held in the Naugles Barn during the Hallockville Fall Festival, September 10 & 11. We will transform the barn into a rug wonderland, and several vendors will be selling rug hooking supplies. It's a wonderful show and you should come see it!
Friday, July 29, 2016
Saturday, July 2, 2016
I've been distracted the last few months. We had the spring shows to prepare for, and Cairo, our 14-year-old Jack Russell has been suffering from chronic rhinitis for a long time. It is getting worse. I had more than a month of sleepless nights because of his coughing and panting and sneezing. The vet and I have finally come up with a concoction of medications to keep him comfortable and to allow me to sleep. The lack of sleep really threw me off my game. Writing used to be almost like breathing for me, but the habit disappeared when my foggy brain struggled to stay awake.
Summer is in full swing here in Greenport. Yesterday I had to reprimand a tourist in the Shelter Island ferry line who wanted to go through a stop sign. He thought I was going to take his place in line when I was just trying to get home. The crowds are the difficult part of living in place so lovely that tourists flock to it. That said, Pete and I took the canoe out to Hallocks Bay the other day for the first clamming expedition of the season. We grilled some and I made stuffed clams, added some fresh- picked lettuce from Pete's vegetable garden and we ate until we were sated. This is one of the things I love most about living here -- we can grow or forage for our own food for a large part of the year.
I am going to do some housekeeping this morning, then set up my hooking on the front porch. A thunderstorm last night left a clear, bright sky today, and I am going to take advantage of it.