There are these gorgeous brand new swanky association salt water pools but I don't have a bathing suit here with me, it is somewhere in burning dock(this time, literally there was a fire in the dock, not just hot burning weather...crazy) of Los Angeles in a container, for goodness sakes, can I get my things please?????
Of course it is an excuse about the bathing suit. I just don't like going in the public swimming pools that much as clean, new and beautiful it is. So, I make sure I take 30 mins evening walk. The weather cooled downed a bit but again scorching last few days. I was enjoying the beautifully hazy and hot desert evening walk. Humans are creature of habit they say.... I am already getting used to being here. Driving to school, Ralph's, Trader Joe's and buying overpriced European cheese. That is a real bummer. Quality of dairy is very lacking here in America, sorry, but it is so so true.
hazy dusk of my hood |
OK. so in my crafty part of my daily life, I have taken over my mother's project, which she worked so beautifully, but is having some problem making armholes. We have a beautiful memory buying this yarn at a Phildar store in La Souterraine when my papa was still with us and visiting. Us ladies took forever in the shop and he would just walk around the little medieval street waiting for us to finish. So, this yarn holds very special memories for me and my mom.
this yarn will always make me think of that summer day in La Souterraine and papa |
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