My Complete Inability to Focus

 
I mentioned before (One Small Project Done) that in a past life I used to sew. A LOT. It was my primary source of income. Thanks to keeping a basic web presence for the sewing, I am picking up an occasional odd job. Actually, I've had about one a month for the past four months.

So tonight, as I was finishing some curtains a lady wanted made over from pinch pleat drapes to less formal tab style curtains, I was daydreaming.



I started to think of once again actually promoting a sewing business, cleaning up our little block outbuilding and making it into a storefront, letting my other jobs go and just sew and write. All the while I'm doing this, you understand, I'm sighing with frustration at my lack of interest in the particular sewing job I'm actually doing. Here's one completed panel, just laid on our couch.



I used to love to sew. Putting things together was like a great puzzle, and I was always thinking up new ideas and creating "stuff." Somewhere along the line I've lost a lot of the interest.

And what about the plan to be a writer? I'm having a hard time even doing that with my two jobs. And what about the fact that I would absolutely not want to tie myself down to one spot full time.

Yikes! What was I thinking? But this is one of my greatest faults. I can't seem to focus on any one dream or desire or project and really make it my full-time priority. I do something for a while and get tired of it, and switch to something else, and get tired of it, and... well, you get the point.

Anyway, the curtains are done and will be delivered tomorrow after I do more work assignments.

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The Badger Comes In

 
An everyday (literally) occurrence here in Ludington, at least during sailing season! Shot one- out on the horizon. I pulled it in with the telephoto.



Nearing the channel. By the time we finished our bike ride we could tell it was docking by the location of the smoke. It seems to move slowly out on the lake, but it's only an illusion of the distance. Once you have the houses and landmarks along the channel as reference points you can see how fast it goes, and it's actually slowed by the time it slips past the lighthouse.

	See Twin Queens of the Lake
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Orange Mitosis and Seaweed Saturn

 
Om and I took a bike ride through the state park tonight. I got some realistic pictures you may see another day (or not!), but these two caught my attention.

Remember watching those little cells divide under the microscope, making exact replicas of themselves? Little buoys can do it too!



And nearby we had some planetary action where a lost bobber had collected rings of seaweed.



Maggie would approve of an orange theme.

I'm getting my wits collected for another horribly busy week.

	See Maggie Says, "More Orange, Mom"
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Sprit of the Woods Hike- Bowman Lake

 
Today was the monthly Spirit of the Woods hike. We did the 6-mile loop at Bowman Lake, and a side loop that's new called the Leatherleaf Loop. Interesting name, since we didn't see any leatherleaf on it. But it was a beautiful short side loop off the big loop.

Here's the requisite picture of the hikers.



We enjoyed the rolling topography. The whole area is glacially sculpted into small hills with kettle holes, but long view pictures just don't capture it. I'll just show you some little gems. First a tiny orange mushroom showing off against the green moss.



And a turkeytail fungus. I've brought you lots of these, but each one has a beauty of its own.



I missed the best sight of the day. We had split into two groups for a short while and the other group watched a porcupine climb a tree. I never seem to catch something like this with the camera. Or even my eyes today. O well, I'm glad they saw it. We met two members of our trail club who were just out walking the loop in the other direction, but had forgotten about the date of the group hike. We also saw some bicyclists and other hikers, anglers and a church group out for a picnic. I love to see people using this location. Our trail club has put a lot of work into the area, and because its non-motorized people who love the quiet come here.

We ended with lunch at Bowman Lake.



And one more picture, just because I like it.




I napped all afternoon. My 1.5 hours of sleep had really run out, and I'm ready for bed again now. Didn't do anything of value the whole rest of the day, but I'm just too tired.

	See Leatherleaf
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Green Peace

 
With Maggie gone, my double job work schedule, fast trips and what not, I haven't been going on many hikes. But tomorrow I am leading the monthly club hike, and I wanted to make sure the trail was clear and that I remembered all the turns.

Went to Bowman Lake and did the loop, fast. But even so, it was a lovely time. First the lake.



Then you take a trail up the west side of a ridge.



And come back down the other side on the North Country Trail. Bowman Lake is a glacial kettle hole, and there are two other dry holes to the north of it. They are both interesting ecosystems, and have remained open at the bottom even though they don't have water in them. This is looking down into one.



But I liked the time of day (early evening), and how green everything looked. Peaceful. I needed that.

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