Overload
The news media is on an overload with what is, what if, and mindless questions where there can be no quick answers.
When we fed the deer, Dennis had put a bale of hay under our large Maple tree and then would each day sprinkle shell corn with the bale. That was over and above the pans of corn on the patio. What happened under the Maple tree is that the pavers that we have had there to shelter hosta plants were trampled. Many were pushed out of place. As of today, Dennis has them all back where they were . . . pre-deer. More pavers needed to be taken out so the dirt could be worked and would again allow each paver to sit properly. A job well done. Each day Dennis finds a project that was needed to be addressed. The lopper day ended with all the fallen branches over the winter being cut in to small lengths that are ready to be burned in his fire ring when they dry out.
As I posted yesterday I had a finished embroidered design. I looked at it last night, I looked at it this morning. It wasn’t my best end result. I had decided to suck it up and go on to finding something else to do. What I had not expected was to open one of my stashes and find a piece of purple fabric that spoke to me. The pattern on the fabric replicated, in purple, the stalks and blossoms of the Lavender within the stitching. I cut off the hemmed bottom and sewed on a cuff of my stash fabric. Yup! It did all come together.
The sun can’t decide to shine. It is a crappy week of it being gray with intermittently rain showers. This morning I pulled out a heavier jacket for my walk than I have had one in prior days.
Let’s hear it for Friday coming down the pike. So much unsettled news, but Friday will prevail and bring a feeling of well-being and the encouragement to take on another week after rejuvenating over the weekend.