|My biggest rug I have ever made.|
The many faces we wear...
Yesterday I hooked to my hearts content. A couple of friends and I got together and we hooked on our projects. I had started a chicken rug hooking and the beak was looking more like a horses mouth so my girlfriend gave me a refresher lesson. I ripped it out and did it again. I love the beak it looks much better after hooking it again . Between our hooking she had friends in her condominium stopping by and visiting.I guess were getting known as the hooking girls. We laughed so much. I hate to say it but I guess I am a little bit of a storyteller at times and my friend kept saying how funny I was which egged me on.It's relaxing talking with friends discussing what’s going wrong with our rugs, asking about colors and everyones opinion.We talked about everything from murder trials to kids and laughing at the dumbest things.
|I can never hook enough chickens.|
I think I am a paradox I love being around people at times and then I shut it off and enjoy being a hermit. I think the older I get I just want to do what I want to do. Last night laying in bed with the window open I could hear all sorts of interesting noises in the night. There was one noise I wasn't sure if it was a bird or a animal.The sound was kinda high pitched and a repetitive light screech. It was such a peaceful feeling the cool night air and guessing what the sounds were. I had stay'd up really late working on my chicken hooking and the world was asleep with just me hooking away.
During the night as I lay my head on my pillow I could hardly sleep thinking up projects I want to accomplish in my garden.I hope I am not the only person that goes over in her head all the things she is going to do the next day.Sometimes I wish night could be skipped so it would be the next day!