Our father always used to say that New York real estate was best sold in June. He was certainly on to something. June is a glorious time of year in the northeast. It’s warm during the day and it cools down nicely for sleeping. The mornings are soft and pink. The rain showers are gentle and life-affirming. The leaves are fresh and green. There is no better place to be in June than western New York.
We are preparing for my son’s high school graduation at the end of the month and I’m working hard to get up to speed on my new job. My mind is full of details and questions, making it seem like the days are just flying by but when I wake up each morning I try to appreciate the beauty around me so I can hold on to these precious days for just a bit longer.
Cindy and I spent a day and a half together in Ohio last week after I made a quick business trip to Indiana. We did not get a moment to sew, but I did raid her stash for neutrals for my graduate’s quilt. I have a no-design design idea in mind, but it’s taking me a bit of effort to get it off the ground than I had anticipated. I’m thinking that this weekend will be my last possible chance to finish the top so I can have something for him to unwrap at that grad party.
I always think that I work better under pressure. It’s time, once again, to put my theory to the test — but not for another day or two!