There is nothing more escapey than stabbing wool, Stabbing raw wool into some other form is mindless . Other than the focus it takes to not stab fingers and thumbs , leaving blood on the pad or in the wool- it is pretty much meditative.
The continual level of anxiety that this administration is producing is the new normal- as I suppose repetition of abuse and shock becomes after a while.
The last domestic terrorist attack , however, has given us all a NEW , whole other level- I do not know where to put it- I stab- I walk- I find new things-
This place opened this summer, where the skateboard shop used to be- looks like a very good thing!
Take your pooch out on the town...Fairhaven is very dog friendly, has always been, but after the Doggie Diner closed, where you could take your dog and sit with them at the table , everyone enjoying lunch as they do in France- there has been no place to go , you know...as a couple...
with a play area.
Knowing that this new bar is here makes me glad- just down the street by the bay- I will be pup sitting at the end of the week for a couple of weeks, I am thinking that if the weather holds this would be grand.
A new hang out!
As for the weather- I guess north has been the place to be- not once have we had the fan on nor turned the ac on this summer. Maybe two "hot " days - in the upper 80's- cooling to lower fifties and less in the evenings. It could be that our house is cooler because of the flow of air throughout and because we are close to the sea . The flowers have been loving this weather- the fruit trees and berry bushes as well. Abundance!
Fair weather, fair bars, fair people, fair walk with my antlered pal-
turning up the music, turning down the horror, at least until I get footing.... YET AGAIN!