Best Day Since Covid
Here it is, a Friday afternoon and it looks as if it could rain.
Our group arrived at Stauffer Avenue at 9:30 this morning for brunch. It is a group of us that love thread and fuzz. The enjoyment of sharing ideas is priceless. Several gals had previous plans and I know that we will try for one more outing before it gets cold so the entire group can attend.
Dennis had the patio set up and we were set. Even the three cats behaved themselves and stayed under the Hosta’s. Dennis joined us for lunch and shared conversation about the Koi and how our small lot had become an acre. There was a brisk breeze . . . what was there not to enjoy!
There was no way these gals were going to leave Stauffer Avenue without a trip to the sewing studio. It was a general consensus that the space was wonderful. I did share that Dennis had had a model railroad setup at one time and then the basement was turned over to the next enthusiast . . . me. As the gals, one by one visited the bathroom, the main floor of our home was explored. “For such a small home, there sure isn’t a square inch that doesn’t have utility” . . . yup!
Dennis announced that he was in charge of the brunch cleanup. That impressed the gals. It was time to head to Sherburn to the yardage yard sale. I had jotted down several items. Quilt batting and yardage for the backs of quilts were on the list. There was a mob of shoppers. There were many, many church tables laden with bolts of fabric that almost made them sage. The tables were marked in dollar increments with a dot on the end of each bolt that matched the sale price. It didn’t take long that the bolts were moved and the wonderful scheme of things was just what you could imagine a sale to be . . . rather messy. There were sale items within the store as well. Three cutting tables and one cash register. I have stood in line before. Patience, patience.
It was a welcomed day. It was the best day since the covid mess. Dennis checked out my purchases and asked why I didn’t pick up a few more items as the price was very handsome. Well, truth to tell, it would be similar to the sea of balls at McDonalds play area and someone would ask you to figure out how many red balls there were. Bolts of fabric going every which way!
A good day makes for good memories.