We are trying our hand at gardening here at Casa Scrapdash, and we have successfully jumped the first hurdle: sown seeds have sprouted.
Bell Peppers, a miniature variety.
We've assembled a planter table in which to grow our small garden. It's the ultimate in raised beds because I will not have to stoop or kneel to tend to the plants. We have seeds for shorter, bushier tomato plants, too, which I've stuck in the super special organic potting soil just today. I know, I know. I'm way late on planting them. Give this newbie a break; I've gotta act like a gardener until the plants believe me.
So far, so good.
Also, I'm trying to knit honest-to-God lace. In a rectangular stole, though, for crying out loud, not a triangular shawl or something 3D like a sweater. I'm not a complete adrenaline junkie*. So far, I've made a swatch of the stitches I'm going to use and the picot cast on edge for the beginning of the stole. I've taken two stitch patterns from A Second Treasury of Knitting Patterns by Barbara Walker--an entirely awesome book--and put them together because, baby, they were made for each other. Maybe, just maybe, if all goes well and I don't hang myself by my lifeline, I'll jot down the pattern to share with generations hereafter.
Another so far, so good...
*I just remembered that I did make lace in 3D last year, in the form of the Lightning Lace Jacket. But that was when I was younger and stupider. It had nothing to do with adrenaline. More like cortisol pumping into the veins.