I know, I know, don't tell me. That the song pertains to Christmas and it's true. Christmas is definitely a season for jolliness. However, I'd like to put in a pitch for spring to also be a jolly season. After all, do people ever say "you must have Christmas Fever?" Never!
I don't know about you. I feel jolly! How can anyone not feel jolly when collards, broccoli, kale and potatoes are coming up like crazy in the garden? The tomatoes will quickly catch up.
I feel jolly when the horse is weeding the tall grass right in front by our porch.
A Jolly Road Trip
We took a road trip the other weekend to Mt. Shasta. I think I've mentioned this before but I will mention it again that Mt. Shasta is a dormant volcano that rises over 14,000 feet in the middle of NOwhere so you can see her for a hundred miles before you ever even get close. She's quite a presence. Some people say she's the Queen of the Harmonic Convergence and full of spiritual energy. I'd rather call it the Harmonica Convention but I can see why they say this. She absolutely dominates the whole terrain.
On the day we went to her she was shrouded in clouds and it was raining. This was taken in the little community of Gazelle north of Shasta. Isn't it just stunningly beautiful? I imagine the snows of Mt. Kilimanjaro. Herds of elk, bison, deer.
On the way back home we drove through a torrential down pour of monsoon proportions. It was fun and exciting because we have a good car and new tires and it hardly ever rains like this where we live.
Today the world outside looks glorious, a breezy, sunny day. I sit inside and I complete my 7th rug. I will get up soon and go out. Crocheting rag rugs suits me in a way that knitting does not. It's quick. My stitches don't have to be perfect and they're very useful!
Number 7; 100% cotton; flannel center, broadcloth edging, 33" wide x 42" wide.
Here's the one my cat loves best.