2021 April/May Island Trip – Day 8
Our alarm summoned us at 4:45 this morning in order to get my DH to the red-eye ferry. I stayed in bed, dozing, until he said, “T-minus 8-minutes.” The ferry was loading cars when we arrived. That meant he would walk on after cars loaded. They let walk-on passengers load before and after vehicles.
I returned to Stella and, uncharacteristically, went back to bed. Once up, I kept working on my quilt project until ‘right-square rectangles’ started to torture me. It was bad… Until this project I’ve never made them, and they turn my brain inside-out somehow. There’s a few ways to make them, all of which I’ve tried in search of a panacea… I’ll get there.
In terms of the property, today did not have a mad list. I went down a cleaning rabbit hole in the lower barn. There’s an open cabinet, that my dad likely built, I want to replace with the darkroom cabinetry. All in time.
I had a lovely, brief, visit with my neighbor to the east, her daughter and three grandkids. After that I lit up my wee burn pile. Once it was down to campfire level, I returned to Stella and recommenced right-square rectangle torture. I finished the blocks I needed to on this trip, and will bring the quilt together later this week.
Today is my dad’s birthday. He would have been 88. I can see him at 88. He would have been sassy, irreverent, and humble. A combination we should all aspire to. 💜 I miss my father every day,