Jean has just set out for Christchurch to catch a flight to Brisbane for four days for a work course. Recent temperatures in Brisbane have been around 26, so I'm sure they'll find time to go walking round the city in the sun. Meanwhile here this weekend has felt like the start of winter - cold, hosing rain and no sense walking round outside anywhere. I did suggest I could go too, especially as our wedding anniversary is on a day he is away, but instead I get to stay home and mind the store, so to speak. I seem to have lost the shopping gene lately, but my travel bug is getting stronger instead. Time for a trip away somewhere interesting. It was going to be Tokyo, but perhaps not!
Earthquakes rumble on where all our sons are living. Christchurch had another 5.3 last night which cut power to one son for an hour or so. Japan had another over 6 last week which our middle son said was time to go under a desk and then decide work was over for the day.
Here it is just revoltingly wet so I have the choice of housework or reading and craft. Hmm, decisions, decisions....
I have been working on my bag of fabric scraps which are slowly turning into this
I also have one sock knitted, so I can have one warm foot. Just starting another one with this lovely wool which makes its own stripes like so
Naturally I also have reading lined up and I am currently in crime mode. Just finished Linda Fairstein's latest,
Silent Mercy. I usually enjoy this author, but found the religious history in this one a bit too much for me.
Next is Stuart McBride's gritty
Shatter the Bones which so far has all the hallmarks of his usual dark crime tales. I think after that Vicki Myron's story of
Dewey : the small town library cat who touched the world should be a light read. Who needs television these days?
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