Lately i've been thinking about embroidery. Not only did I collect various embroidery floss (flosses?) some time ago, I also inherited my grandmother's embroidery materials. I've kept them housed in their vintage Knott's Berry Farm box. My grandmother kept her materials all nicely organized, of course. Going through the collection now, I see that many of the plastic bags housing different colour families of floss are actually what appear to be milk bags, cut in half. That's thrifty and practical repurposing for you. You can see below which are my collection of floss added to the collection in the tangled mess on the left. I'm straightening them up now so I no longer need to feel ashamed.
In looking up embroidery inspiration online, I came across this, which blew my mind.
Otherwise, my modest summer goals of attracting Neko Atsume cats, reading on the deck, and grilling vegetables continue. We've been eatng corn on the cob as much as we can and there have been several cobs scoring an 8 or higher (I come from a family that loves corn on the cob, and grew up with an expectation that when you eat corn on the cob, you rate your cob). There has been a slight flurry of dishcloth knitting, and we ended up rather enjoying a documentary series on Netflix on great British castles, despite the presenter's odd and slightly forceful cadence. I became both repelled by and drawn to oubliettes.
The plan for August will be more of the same, and at this rate, a hike.