Four hours for openers, although I could maybe be negotiated down to two. So many things that I need to do, or rather, want to do, and there just isn’t time enough to get those coveted check marks.
For instance: where do I find the time to build a working trebuchet in the north pasture? The way I see it, time spent daydreaming is never wasted, and I can’t tell you how much time I’ve happily allocated to the idea of chunkin’ something – a pumpkin, a piano, a Mazda, anything really that’s not bolted down – as far south as possible.
If I’m lucky, and the wind is just right, maybe I could fling something over the south pasture, across the road, smack-dab into my neighbor’s field. Now that would be really something – and for those of you in the know, you’ll understand when I say that a perfect pitch into that field would include something along the lines of a dead and mouldering cow. There are a couple of snags to this pie in the sky idea… where to find an aged to perfection dead cow, and who can I co-opt to handle said carcass?
Never mind. Messy.
Only two weeks left in the Fight For Women’s Rights quilt project. I’ve been working on getting setting squares made and borders finalized. I’d be a lot closer to finishing on time if I only had more… time.
Also, it’s past time to bring this record up to date. From the top, reading left to right, the blocks are: Star of Hope, Cats & Mice, Childless Wife, Gentleman’s Fancy, Barrister’s Block, and Heroine’s Crown.
Imagine me patting myself on the back – I’ve stayed with the program (mostly) and haven’t taken too many liberties with Barbara Brackman’s blocks… sort of.
This project will wrap shortly, maybe then I’ll have the time to begin working on a trebuchet. As for the payload? I’ll find the time somewhere to fully consider aerodynamics.