Yopping Update #7- Fashion Show

 

Well, not only am I still figuring out the new blogger, but on Friday I realized that my computer charging system was broken so I had a limited time to get files off of it before the battery died for good. Now this means I have resurrected my very, very old, slow netbook (it runs on Windows Starter 7.1) while we look at getting me a replacement.  Shopping for a replacement (shopping for anything) causes me anxiety and for some reason looking for a new computer sent me pretty much over the edge.  When my anxiety goes on high alert I can't properly feel my legs, and have to keep rubbing feeling into them.  I don't know what brought this on so suddenly but it sure feels crummy.  

Update - I wrote this blog Saturday morning, and by Saturday dinner time I had a new computer.  Thank goodness for my son and my husband helping me to wade through all the options and the one I wanted was in stock in a store not too far from us.  

Ok,enough about my anxiety. I have been knitting mystery gnomes and gifts so I have nothing to show as far as wips go.  But, I do have a wee bit of a fashion show:

I am very pleased with this pattern, Dahlia, the fit is perfect. It is very warm, so I have to admit I am looking forward to cool evenings and fall days so I can wear it a lot.  

I have been writing every morning before I get on with my day and it seems to have motivated me more to get to some chores and errands that have been dogging me.  I cleaned the piano inside and out, dusted, mopped, cleaned UNDER the fridge (ewww) and we have been getting yard work done with the help of a university student. Through this CoVid lockdown it seems that despite being home all the time there isn't the impetus to stay on top of  the wild growth of morning glory, cedar fall, maple shoots, and grass.  It is starting to look better, and my husband, I think, secretly likes getting out his mini chain saw to cut up branches. We have six bins for next week's recycling, and there is still a few more piles on the front lawn.  

There has been a bear round our neighbourhood so we picked all our apples early, and I am bringing in the bird feeders and night. God forbid I should have  bear visiting us on our back porch.  Although last night when I went out to get the bird feeder I saw this little fellow creeping along the back porch.  How it got there I have no idea.  I am blaming Otis. 

Banana slug - about 6 inches long

Our porch is not at ground level, and I don't think he slithered up the stairs.  And this morning he (she/it) was no where to be found.  

We have gotten out  a little more this week - dropping off bottles and cans at the recycling depot, buying fruit from a little market stand, and taking our lawn chairs down to the beach to watch the seals and eagles and herons.  

On the last video chat I had with my daughter, my grand-daughter asked her ta-ta (her dada) to put on her sandals so she could head out the door and walk confidently down the street to her neighbours door.  (of course ta-ta was following her from a safe distance - playing border collie).  I snapped a couple of screen shots while this was happening.  

Isn't she an independent spirit?

I think we (I) can learn so much from this little girl.  

Have a good week dear readers.  I so appreciate you all.  Stay safe.  Stay kind.  Stay calm.