I am sewing endless little cotton squares together. There really is no point in taking more photos of these endless little squares of colour, no point in showing my "progress", or even discussing which square colour combos I like the best... Babette is the only thing I am working on, and until she is done, there's just really not much to be said about her, or any of the other lovely projects I should be starting for Holiday presents. This is all in the name of finishing a project. Finishing a project completely. No dangly thread. No more items thrown into the basket of other items that need blocking. A finished project is a lengthy process, for me, it seems.

The Rudbeckia in my garden this year, has been, in one word, stunning. I have tried it before in different spots, with marginal results, and this year I put it in the garden just off the front porch, my thinking being that maybe it just wanted to be seen more than once or twice a day, and wanted to be seen by more than just myself and Mr Athena. The mailman even commented on my "pretty golden flowers" and I am thinking he is not the gardening type, and thus it is rather impressive that he noticed them at all. I think I finally found the right spot for them.
And they are lovely and golden. The photo looks like there was a flash or some back lighting, but there wasn't, and I think the yellow caste on the leaves, is all due to the "lovely golden flowers".

And just beside the Rudbeckia is my gorgeous Japanese Anemone in Pink. I have many white ones in the back, I love both the white and the pink. And in years past I bought starters that SAID they were pink, but then in September, they bloomed white. It's on one level terribly disappointing, and on another, a lovely thing. On the disapponting side, I tend and water them all year, they put out the most beautifully rich green foliage for, oh I'd say about 7 months, and then at the very very end of the blooming season they start to bloom, and I am expecting pink, and I got another white. And it is a lovely thing, in that the large gathering of white anemone's in the back (right outside our bedroom window) are amassing in army like proportions, and when it is a full moon during the months of September and October, I go to sleep to the glow of the white flowers.
So, onward to more sewing of squares... Babette is waiting... she is a task mistress.