We have three roses that were here when we moved in (2003). I've tried to plant others but they haven't succeeded. These three are hardy. One doesn't bloom every year. The pink one used to have fancy pink blossoms but at one point it was overzealously pruned to below the graft. Now it's more of a generic rugosa. (The closeup is of the rugosa.)
# # # # # # # # #Growing Up Odd. I came across it earlier this year and pulled out the shoebox of 2" squares. Over several months I pieced and pieced and pieced until I had 800 three-patches. (That's 2400 squares.) I had to augment the contents of the shoebox by cutting 2" strips into squares. I pieced those into nine-patches, 21-patches (seven rows of three) and 49-patches (two sets of seven rows of three plus a strip of seven squares).
I downsized and assembled 16 blocks. With the sashing the flimsy is 75-1/2". (7 yards by weight.)I have the fixin's to make 9 more blocks for a smaller quilter -- or the ingredients for something completely different.
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I read two good books this week!
The Mystic's Accomplice
Snappy dialog, a plucky heroine, and historical accuracy add up to a satisfying first entry in a new series. (And I must add that I've known Mary Miley since we were in fifth grade. This is the fourth mystery she's written.)
Getting married requires adjustments. Rachel Meyer considers herself up to the task and ready for the adventure when she and her Indian husband Dhruv move from Brooklyn to Mumbai. What a glorious city for a food writer to be! Soon after they settle in to their apartment Dhruv's mother Swati arrives from Kolkata, clear across the country. She's decided to leave her husband Vinod (Dhruv's father). Vinod hasn't been abusive; he's just been blind to Swati as a person with interests and opinions of her own. Despite her daring, very untraditional act, Swati fully expects to impose traditional order on Rachel and Dhruv's household. She hires a maid (Rachel can clean). She hires a cook (Rachel IS a cook). Dhruv takes on a long-term assignment back home in Kolkata leaving Rachel and Swati to work things out.
The story alternates between Rachel and Swati. Rachel finds a job dubbing a Romanian-produced soap opera into English, getting out of the apartment and earning her own money. Swati deals with her Kolkata friends who are appalled at her action and contemplates what she's going to do with the rest of her life.
Rachel's view of Mumbai and Indian culture change. "Everything she knew about the country had been cultivated by watching Indian Summers and reading New York Times articles that distributed pats on the head and admonishments in equal supply....she had thought of India from a singularly white perspective....How could she separate what she thought from how she experienced it?" (p. 188.) "The city's normal was her strange, but her mistake had been in seeing it as *wrong,* not different. She had been seeing everything the wrong way round, she knew...She wanted life to be different but she hadn't defined what different meant."
This odd couple come to terms with their choices and, as the book ends, are about to embark on totally difference courses than they intended.