With our continuing drought here in Texas, instead of planting a fall garden to feed the family, I’m sewing more items to feed my hungry closet. I’ve reached my goal of having all new clothes for the upcoming vacation and am now sewing for the pure pleasure of it. Though I’ve made a number of new items, the fabric stash shows no sign of shrinkage. Could it be I have too much? NO WAY! Since I’ve used some of the stash, do I have a good excuse to purchase more fabric? Ya’ darn tootin’!
With the serious threat of fire and continuous heavy smoke in the air, as I finish sewing each article of clothing, I pack it into a suitcase in case we’re forced to make a quick evacuation. I’ve set aside a carload of items I must save with thoughts of losing all else. Other than my family, critters, a few photos, important papers, my sewing machine, laptop and a couple of quilts, I’ve come to terms with the possibility of losing our home. It’s part of the risk of living in a rural area during a historic drought. I still wouldn’t trade it for a big city home with nearby well-equipped fire department. We’ve had that and I’m very glad we’ve evolved to no longer hear constant sirens.
Though dry, our weather has finally cooled this week. We’ve not seen triple-digit temperatures for the first time since May. It feels wonderful to spend pleasant (though smoky) time outside.
Shirl