|The HST kennel quilt, now finished!|
I haven't been to see any summer blockbusters in the theater, but my peepers are getting their share of dramatic action thanks to Masterpiece's Poldark.
And, oh my, Aidan Turner is enough to give a gal the vapors! Or was that a hot flash? Never mind, judge for yourselves:
Mm-hm, that's what I'm sayin'. Who knew scything could be that kind of hot?
Speaking of Masterpieces, friends and I went to see the Dressing Downton exhibit at the Paine Art Center in Oshkosh, Wisconsin this past weekend. Where photographs were not allowed, unfortunately.
On display were many of the costumes of the various Downton Abbey characters we've come to know and love. The real deal, genuine article duds! That I could not take pictures of!
But, oh, they were exquisite. Mary's riding costume, Matthew's army uniform, Lord Grantham's stunning red wartime uniform, and dresses, dresses, dresses! The beading and stitching and other details were to swoon for. The clothes were all posed elegantly on (headless but not creepy) mannequins throughout the rooms of the grand old mansion of the Paine Art Center. What fun to see!
Which brings me to a new show on TLC this summer that I have begun to watch, against my better judgment, but now I am sucked in: My Giant Life.
I mean, as a woman nearly 6'3" myself, I basically live this show, so why do I need to watch it? Well, because it's about people, dang it, and people interest me.
I watched Little People, Big World all those years, not because they were vertically challenged, but they were interesting. The ladies of My Giant Life are no different.
But seriously? Can they quit with the unflattering camera angles? Here is Colleen, who is 6'6", and they are shooting her from the view of Lilliputians. Get off the floor, camera crew—and find that woman a decent chair!
Here too is 6'9" Lindsay, who is apparently being shot by poodle-cam.
Anyway, here's me and my lovely sister Nita below. Do not call me a giant or I'll step on you. Kidding! I'll just pick you up by the collar and give you a little shake. ;)
Totally kidding, I don't have that kind of upper body strength.
I am strong enough, however, to hold my grandniece Cali on her first birthday, as she explored the heart-shaped chocolate muffin her Grandma Nita made.
She is such a cutie! Most of that muffin ended up on her clothes and mine and whoever else came into her magnetic little tractor beam.
This kohlrabi is a true giant. Dad grew a row of this giant hybrid variety in his garden, and they were delicious! Big as a cabbage, where normally kohlrabi are the size of a tennis ball. Not woody either, but tender all the way through.
How does your garden grow? Mine is looking kind of raggedy about now, but the potted coleus out front is showing off. I just moved it to the birdbath/plant stand on the front porch so that trailing stuff (that I can't remember the name of) that I planted with it has a place to flow.
As far as what I'm listening to this summer, other than audiobooks, I'm enjoying some of the music of Florence + The Machine, Ryn Weaver, this song by Twenty-One Pilots, and for the orchestral jazz fusion king of thing, this song by Snarky Puppy. Yep, that's a pretty random smattering.
Oh, and I've been meaning to share a video. Earlier in the summer, my brother Russ flew his drone camera over the area where my dad lives and captured some footage of the surrounding marsh wetlands and farms, which he then set to music. You can see it HERE. I find it very serene and relaxing. Perhaps you will enjoy it too.
As far as sewing, what's that? Nah, I'm working on a little of this and that, but altogether not much. I made another little kennel quilt top yesterday, from more scrubs. Went with a simple low volume version this time.
And up top of this post, you see that I got the last kennel quilt quilted and bound. I used some wild 1980s or '90s tropical yardage I found on a shelf while putting the basement back in order after getting rid of the damp spot a couple weeks ago. Serendipity!
How about you? When you look back on the Summer of 2015, what images will come to mind? Will there be an accompanying soundtrack? Any particular smells conjured up in memory—a smoky barbecue, your rose garden, suntan lotion, mosquito repellant? Feel free to share in the comments!