Thursday, June 16, 2016
ON THE FRAME
I thought some about flowers. I rather liked the idea. Then, when I was standing in the hall contemplating the quilt, I saw the design. Flowers in the colored squares, echoing the stripes in the pieced blocks and straight lines in the light blue.
I have four hours into it and have completed about 40 percent of the quilt. If I hadn't had to clean the house and work on the relationship, I could have had about four more hours into it yesterday. As it was, we are both out of town this weekend and the dog sitter would appreciate clean sheets, tidy environs and a clean kitchen floor that didn't stick to her foot wear as she walked.
For several days, almost a week, Steven had talked about a nice bike ride he'd like to do with me. What could I say? Yesterday we drove to Ilion, parked somewhere on route 51 and rode up and up and up for 8 miles along the Ilion Gorge. I was peeved at first. It was all up hill. Ok, it was a gentle up hill, as Steven had promised. The average climb was 2% with a very brief, 7% max , almost near the top. Heck, by then I was all warmed up and could have peddled another 8 miles, as long as the climb was never more than 4 %. The road, however, changed and the hills grew steeper. We turned around and were back at the car in half the time.
I could do that ride again. Steven, however, has other plans.
"There are nicer rides, closer to home." ??????
So why??? Oh never mind. This was marriage therapy, remember? We must do some things together and after almost twenty years, its best to just go with it.