11/3/19 already

I feel like I’m so inconsistent and blurry these days, I blinked and October was over, only aware of time passing in the way you can see how the light has suddenly changed on the same routine drive home, or how its glow fills a room differently, and now even more so, because in the middle of the night we gained an hour. Time for the rotty pumpkins to be tossed into the compost, time for the orange plant to come in for another long winter (I’m amazed it has survived this long, it keeps getting bigger and I keep repotting it and I still feel guilty for always wishing it dead.)

In silhouette for HULK scale.

I made myself some Black Licorice Cat stitch markers, for kiki, for licorice and for year round spooks who love a little subtle sparkle. I made extra and listed them in the shop if you love that sort of thing too.

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9/7/19

I’m sitting here trying to squeeze everything out of these last days of summer, one last Linen Loop on the hook in the softest pink, my fading peony memories are replaced by little crocheted blooms, I’m both ready and not ready, nevertheless the little maiden in the alpine weather house is forcasting cooler studio days ahead. ๐Ÿ’•