I hope you’re not expecting salacious accounts of middle aged romance. If you are, prepare to be disappointed. The lost loves in question are the patterns I first learned three years ago when I started tangling. Three years. It’s hard to imagine a life without tangling now. God that sounds sloppy, but it has taken up a lot of my life and, although I’m rarely satisfied with my drawings, I know they are improving and they give me enormous pleasure to do. The tangling community is amazing too. There are quite a few people across the globe who I now regard as friends, some of whom I have never and probably will never meet, the distance being too great, but others, Suzanne Fluhr and Lynnell Harlow in particular, I have met and found to be as likeable and funny in real life as they are on screen. Continue reading “Revisiting Lost Loves”
Well last weeks’s Challenge didn’t suit me at all but this week is just the opposite. My friend Suzanne Fleur is standing in as Guest Challenger and asks us to “Give peace a chance” and, as John Lennon’s daftest but most devoted fan, I will join in with enthusiasm. I haven’t decided what to do yet but I’m looking forward to it.
And I’ve finally got a date for my surgery -July 25th. In spite of the fact that I have every confidence in both the surgeon and the efficacy of the procedure, I find myself looking at everything as if for the last time; going to places and trying to fix them in my memory; even trying to be reasonably nice to people, as if I want them to remember me well. Personally, I blame Lucy Maud Montgomery.
By now I had expected to be recuperating from my neck surgery but no such luck. When they said June, they meant to whole process would start in June, tests and appointments and so on. The op is now scheduled for August. Dammit. Don’t want it but want to get on with it. Anyway, the loved said a just the right thing;
“Well, we could probably fit in another trip if you like”
If I like. I mean, honestly, if I like. So we’re off to Rhodes in the morning. Wheeeee!
It’s a bit hectic, as I needed a haircut and some waxing and to pack and… But I will fit it all in somehow. Continue reading “On the Road Again, Again..”