We're having a heatwave.......

.......a tropical heatwave......

Today is the fourth day of a very hot five day heatwave, and I for one am over it.  It can go away now.  According to the weather people it is being caused by a large slow-moving mass of hot air moving south from central Queensland.  As far as I am concerned they can have it back - we wouldn't want to deprive them.

On to happier topics.

The quilting is all done on my Winding Ways quilt, the last stitches were taken yesterday.  Now to sew a line of stitching around the edges and trim off the excess backing and wadding, and make the binding from a printed black and white uneven plaid cut on the bias.

This fabric - what do you reckon?  I laid it out to get an idea of how it would look, I think it will work well.

Well, the new green glasses are a thing of beauty, to be sure!  As I need to wear them when taking pictures I'm not sure if I can get a photo to show you, but you can see them here, the green/lime colourway.  They are comfortable to wear and seem to do what I need them to do, which is to help my somewhat aging vision......what more could a person need?  They have a slight cat's eye shape, something I haven't worn before.  According to their brand website they are "Urban Kool".  Doesn't that sound like me, Kool to the bootstraps?  (don't forget the capital K, so much kooler than just cool.)

A little sadness here at Chez Wombats, our nice neighbours at Number 66 have sold up and are moving early next month.  We will be sorry to see them go but understand why they are going - their neighbour on the other side, Ms 64, is making their lives very difficult.  Ever since she moved in a few years ago with several unrestrained cats there has been friction and bad feeling (we are all fed up with her free-ranging moggies, even those of us who like cats) which culminated in her bloke and Mr 66 exchanging punches last year when we were in Canada.  It ended up in court and has caused a lot of acrimony, so for the sake of their health they have decided to go.  On the other side two doors away Number 72 is also on the market but not because of nasty neighbours, this is due to a marriage break-up.

A couple of weeks ago while out shopping we bumped into Mrs 66 who told us she had been responsible for capturing a teenage burglar in our street that very morning.  She had been out walking their little pug and was coming back up the street when she saw a young bloke riding slowly, checking out houses and gardens as he went.  She became suspicious then remembered she had left her back door unlocked, so picked up Pud (probably short for Pudding, he's a roly-poly little dog) the pug under her arm and sprinted for home.  Once at her house she saw the bike beside the house across the road and a side gate open so went inside her house and rang the police, who came very promptly - and caught the young bloke in the act with some jewellery in one hand and car keys in another.  He couldn't say "oh no, it wasn't me" could he?  He must have laid hands on a police person too, because one of the charges he faces is assaulting police.  15 years old......why wasn't he at school?  Now he faces a criminal record and time in criminal detention where he will probably learn even more bad habits, and come out with something to prove to himself and society.

Like many communities we here in the Small Smoke have our share of opportunistic crime, some committed by young people who regularly truant from school and think the world owes them a living......a 'skill' probably learned from their parents and grandparents, and so it goes on down through the generations.  However far and away the majority of people here are decent people and a few bad apples don't taint a whole case.

"The pernicious influence of indolence.
If you would preserve your children from the pernicious influence of indolence and all its corrupting tendencies, you must be earnest in purpose, active, energetic and fervent in spirit.  Earnestness sharpens the faculties; indolence corrodes and dulls them.  By the former we rise higher and higher, by the latter we sink lower and lower.  Indolence begets discontent, envy and jealousy, while labor elevates the mind and character.  Cultivate in your children habits of thought which will keep their minds occupied upon something that will be of use or advantage, and prevent them from acquiring habits of idleness, if you would secure their future well-being."

Indeed.  Somehow, though, I doubt that the parents of these young miscreants would understand these words, let alone act on them.

Enjoy your days!

I did say it was bright.......

Here is the top of Cricket/ette's quilt.

 A few of the blocks........

 .......and the border fabric.

Binding will be the same green as the cornerstones.

Recently the prescription for my reading glasses had to be tweaked, so now I have nice new specs.  Choosing new glasses is a very fraught exercise, yes?  Staring at oneself in a mirror, trying not to look at the blemishes but just to focus on "how do these look".  Thank goodness the fashion for glasses with narrow rectangular lenses has gone, I looked so silly in them, but now many frames are thick and heavy which do nothing for my face either.  My last glasses had frames with sharp corners and arms made in two pieces, and I was never happy with them because my hair caught on them so many times.  The new ones are much smoother, black half-frames with touches of gold on the side arms........and they haven't pulled at my hair once.

Sadly the optometrist had no nice green frames for me.  They did have thick heavy frames in a particularly virulent shade of poison uranium green, which I couldn't even bring myself to try on.  It would be so nice to have lovely rich deep emerald green not-too-chunky frames........dream on, Jennifer.......

Following Linda's recent recommendation I reserved "Astor Place Vintage" at the library, collected it yesterday morning, and finished it last night.  Thank you, Linda - it was such a good read, I really enjoyed it.  The setting is New York in 1907-08, a time and place about which I know very little but which is brought so well to life in this book, and in 2007.

Mind you, not much else was done here yesterday.

When I was a child I was called a bookworm and was never sure if was a compliment.  "She's always got her head in a book" - I can still hear it being said.  The implication was "she's a day-dreamer, never does anything practical" which is (and was then too) not true.  My parents didn't know where my love of reading came from; not from either of them, for sure.  My mother, like many girls of the time, finished her education at high school level and was never a reader.  My father, not a reader either, won a scholarship to study architecture after high school but was not allowed to take it up; his father and uncle were builders, and he was expected to join them in the business.  War intervened, he enlisted when he was 20, and he never did get to follow his dream.

The bookworm didn't finish high school either, but that's a story for another day.

"It is frequently the case, that a girl's education ends just as her mind is beginning to mature and her faculties are beginning to develop.  Her education ends when it ought properly to begin.  She enters upon marriage entirely unprepared, and, perchance, by some misfortune, she is thrown penniless upon the world with no means of obtaining a livelihood, for her education has never fitted her for any vocation.  Not having been properly taught herself, she is not able to teach, and she finds no avenue of employment open to her."

Perhaps true in 1885 when that was written, but not so much in my experience many years later - the only times I was out of work was when I wanted to be, and I had no desire to become a teacher although much of my working life was spent in the education system.

Enjoy your days!