Saturday was beautiful, 72 and sunny with a south wind, so I thought, “I should be outside! It’s probably my last chance to try indigo dyeing! Our hike Sunday is going to be so great!”
Turns out that south wind was carrying some of the worst fall allergies I’ve ever had–by Saturday night after two Claritins my eyes were so puffy it looked like I’d spent all day on a crying jag. So Sunday I resigned myself to doing nothing, broke out the Benadryl, and stayed inside.
Toby approved of that choice, even if I missed the fall colors. (And check out Oliver checking out the tie dye! It is a truth universally acknowledged that all cats are attracted to pieces of fabric.)
