Noon and Night Version 2

I received a lot of messages of support after my post yesterday. Thank you. This blog is a sacred space in my life and I was sick and tired of having it invaded. I probably shouldn’t have waited so long, but I really thought ignoring the offender was the best strategy. If it happens again, I will take additional action.

Here is where we are in the Noon and Night saga: I finished four blocks in the first variation, the one where the star points rotate. Kate, I still want to explore your alternate setting idea, but I went ahead and sashed these with 2-1/2” strips just to see how a straight setting looked:

(The wallhanging is squarer than it looks from the hasty picture.) These blocks are so busy that I do think they benefit from the additional space between them.

I had a few minutes yesterday morning—between blanching peas and some other tasks—to start putting together blocks in the second variation. I’ve toned it down a bit for this iteration with only four colors:

I suspect this will be my preferred version. I like the mirror-imaging of the star points.

It feels a bit odd to be obsessed with a project again. The husband and I have had many conversations where I have said to him, “If I ever make noises about becoming a designer again—” and he’ll finish with “I am supposed to hit you upside the head with a 2 x 4, right?” During drinks on the veranda the other night, I was waxing poetically about this project and he looked at me and said, “You’re going to go down this road again, aren’t you?”

We’ll see. I’ve got InDesign fired up and I’m working on a pattern layout. This is going to go slowly until harvesting is over. We’re about to be inundated with raspberries and zucchini and I was a bit horrified when I looked at the tomatoes yesterday. The plants are HUGE.

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I offered to take WS to Kids College again yesterday because I had errands to run in town. I thought three hours would be plenty of time to get everything done, but there is so much traffic in Kalispell that getting anywhere takes twice as long as normal. I’ll have to run back in today to get scratch grains and pine shavings at the feed store.

I decided to go to Wal-Mart to get some of the things on my list. It’s right next door to the college and I thought it would save time over driving downtown to the grocery store. Oh my, what a mess. They have closed all but one entrance, which funnels everyone into and out of a small area. Social distancing, my ass. I fail to see why that was necessary. Of course, I parked at the Home & Garden entrance, where I usually do, but the only open entrance was clear at the other end of the store. I got some additional exercise. And, as usual, they did not have enough registers open. I won’t be going there again.

We are hearing stories from realtors we know that people are calling up and buying property here sight unseen. This mass exodus into Montana from places like California and Seattle is making me very nervous. You have no idea how hard I am praying right now that we have a Really Bad Winter. Most of these people moving here think it’s going to be like this all year. If we hadn’t built that new shop, we might seriously be considering selling our place and moving somewhere less crowded—and we’re 20 miles outside of town.