I don't understand how it is already Sunday night. I mean, yesterday was only Saturday ...
What a weekend. So many sad, tragic, terrible and scary things happening in the world. It's hard to wrap my head around a lot of it. Not because I'm a perfect person, just because I don't understand what causes so many people to do the things they do. It can certainly fill you with despair.
Fortunately, there are also good things, and I have been making an effort even more than usual to recognize and appreciate them. I've been working on doing that lately anyway, so that I can find something to smile about every day.
This weekend I didn't accomplish as much around the house or garden as I'd hoped, mostly because I didn't feel too great. Not really sick or anything, just the kind of low-energy thing that comes along every once in a while. Fortunately, there was no place I had to be, so other than just not getting things done, it didn't effect mine or anyone else's plans.
I did manage to finish a knitting project and a book I was reading. The Slutty Pumpkin socks are ready to be mailed to my niece once I get a mailing envelope. I'm pleased with how they turned out, and you can look forward to a post about them this week.
I also finished a very short, but interesting book, Seven Brief Lessons on Physics, by Carlo Rovelli. It contains a series of essays that the author wrote for a science column in a European newspaper. I "got" some of it, but I also enjoyed it enough to put it on my wishlist to own (I borrowed it from the library), because I can see picking it up and reading some or all of it again from time to time. The author is an excellent, down-to-earth writer, and I felt all proud of myself for being all science-y ... ;-)
So, OK, reading over this, I guess it should be Sunday night. Oh well, time marches on, even when I'm only crawling.
Have a good week! And try not to get in anyone's way ...