Hunkering down here, as things are happening. Here’s the news:
Miss Eighteen has left for college. Yup, finally flew the nest. She’ll be settling in with a load of classes and finding a job, and all of those events of college life. There’ll be fewer photo shoots with her, sadly, but when she comes home for holidays, we’ll be sure to get one in! Meanwhile I’ll be sending her knitteds in the mail, and hopefully Miss Fifteen will carry on modelling solo for as long as I can come up with something new.
We signed on officially with our construction company and met down at the county building department over a week ago, so the building plans are in process, rebuilding will start soon. However, I can’t give you anything but a hopeful “soon”, the plans are not through the office. Maybe foundation will begin before the end of August?
Miss Fifteen’s big summer musical production “Mary Poppins” for which I had an epic wait until it was over before getting to do our Lincoln Street photo shoot, has already fallen back buried under weeks of past tense. Sigh. Life just shoots along like a bullet, doesn’t it?
Oh, but hey!!! I’ve been knitting up a new prototype of something that I have been immersed with math and percentages on a principle of twelfths, something that I dreamed up hazily nearly a year ago but which I haven’t had the right time to explore. Finally, I am really enjoy knitting its first sample, and so relieved and pleased that its working out nicely. I am really pleased with this idea!
Okay, now the not so fun things. For those of you who don’t want to know, read no further.
World news are the fires in California. The fires have been growing in number and intensity since June, as well as the usual heat droning on, sometimes with high wind, which are wildfires’ best friends! I’ve been hunkering inside for the summer so far, and I have melted into a soft fat buttery lump as I’ve sat at the table knitting, and designing myself to distraction! I do make runs into town for errands, or a cafe knit, and an occasional short walk on the ridge if there by chance is a smoke free cool morning, but not lately. I am ashamed to say that I don’t think I ventured out for much walking through the season as yet, although I had every good intention, for when the oppressive heat and fires began I just surrendered to it.
The choking smoke hovers at our elevation, so we are assaulted by the fires although they are far away, as the smoke is thick every morning when we wake, and takes much of the day to clear up before coming back in the night. For weeks now, my anxiety around fire is at full tilt, and out there is a constant reminder of a very harsh environment. T his is something I’m going to have to accept about living up here in the summer, perhaps every year to come, as we seem to live at some kind of inversion layer for heat and smoke at 2000 ft elevation, and California is most surely cracking under climate change and decades of fire prevention. But the fire eventually wins.
I appreciate things like an excellent air conditioning unit in our new little dwelling, and that I can close all the screens and keep our small space smoke free, and when the air clears, I open the windows to let in fresh air , but not long before the heat is so oppressive I must close them up again for another 24 hours. Thus has been the last month or so… this dance with the windows and dreaming of far off verdant watery lands.
In more recent months huge trees crashing around me & sometimes the tiny house would shake, as the loggers harvested in their window of opportunity, and for the most part I’ve stayed by the homestead, watching while the loggers’ huge excavators churned up the soil of the forest into a loose sooty dust, into a black air-born silt so bad that along with the smoke from the fires I’ve developed a bad cough. But fortunately the logging seems to have stopped as of mid July, although the chipping comes next. I’ll be happy when the next massive truck that comes up our pulverized dusty road will be for excavating for the new house foundation!
I am craving walks in the fog, and cool fresh mornings when I can push myself through the discomfort of starting a walking regimen all over again without interruption. I had started the summer with every good intention of walking vigorously every morning, but that was before the wildfires and the smoke situation. I am afraid my best efforts are on hold until smoke clears and some Pacific weather pushes in to us , hopefully soon!
And don’t ask about the garden, for if its not too smokey out, then its too hot to water & work in it, so this is the shifting time of year where the garden suffers and strains to survive. So, what to do??? I think I’ll make another cup of tasty coffee and rattle off some more rows!
Please tell me in the comments below, a story of your weather, maybe how you suspect climate change is at work, and I especially want to hear about any extra cool & rainy weather. You who endure dull overcast humid summer days, you do not know how good you have it!