Waaaay back at the end of August, I blogged about the coming of Indian Summer. Apparently we had one cool night and it tricked me into thinking we were moving into Fall. Ha! In fact, it remained warm throughout all of September. Sure, it cooled off a bit at night, but it never was consistently chilly.
In fact, this past weekend is really the first time that the night was cool enough that I dug out the comforter that I carefully put away in May. And when I say “carefully put away” I mean I threw it in the corner of the bedroom on the floor, fully intending to carefully put it away. That, my friends, is sort of the story of my life, housekeeping-wise (as Shirley MacLaine would say in one of my favorite movies of all time – The Apartment).
The coming of cooler weather brings out two things in me — the desire to braise meat and the desire to crochet. I have been doing both.
I love to grill in the summer. And, in fact, nearly every meal that I prepare for Bill and me from May through September involves the use of the grill. By September 1, I am extraordinarily sick of grilled chicken with lemon, grilled skinny pork chops splashed with beer, burgers, and even grilled steak. I am ready to put something in my Le Creuset pot on the stove or in the oven and let it cook until it is fall-off-the-bone tender. Yum. Braised lamb shanks with lentils are my personal favorite. Unfortunately, braised lamb shanks and lentils are probably one of Bill’s least favorite meals. Oh well.
But as the weather cools down, I start going through my afghan books, looking for something that appeals to me. I simply love crocheting afghans, especially in the Fall and Winter. The blankets start out small, but in short order, they become large enough to lay over my knees and keep me warm on the cool evenings. By that time I have memorized the pattern and I can do it while watching television in the evening or streaming a Netflix movie in the afternoon. Love it.
The problem, however, is that I have literally run out of people for whom to make afghans. My friends, my family members, all own a Nana original. So now I have started just making afghans and piling them up for, well, I don’t really know what. Here is one I crocheted last winter….
I have recently been toying with the idea of opening an Etsy store. Selling the afghans I make. Offering the aprons that thus far Bill has been making but which I likely could learn to make. (Ugh, sewing.) Place mats, scarves, dish cloths, hats, mittons, slippers. Lots of offerings. Here is Bill’s first masterpiece….
I will toy with this idea for a bit before I dive in. In the meantime, I will continuing stockpiling afghans. Bill and I will be prepared in case we get snowed in. In Arizona.