Rain and Clouds
This morning it was dark and gray when I awoke. I so enjoy my first minutes of waking. Lollygagging and checking out what the huge evergreen is doing on the northwest corner of my bedroom gives me a small indication of what is to come for the remainder of the day. I hear the coffee pot go off at seven. Dennis is the first out of bed and I usually give him first crack at the bathroom. Once I hear him pour his coffee and then the sound of the back door closing, I know he, his coffee and his scone are headed to the patio porch. No one is as thrilled for the morning as the three kitties. They tumble over each other to hit the patio via the open doorway. I never tire of watching that scene as I look out the bathroom window. Yup, we are going to have a day. Bring it on.
I like to catch some news in the morning. The rest of the day . . . not so much. The forecast is for rain. We can surely use the rain.
Today when I went on facebook, there was a posting that my sister, Elvera, would have been a great grandmother to new baby, Leo Conrad Hoffman. Elvera’s son Larry would be a proud grandpa.
At a time when Larry’s mother-in-law became very ill, Rita gave me quite a bit of her fabrics. I worked most of it up into blankets. As it happens there were two that made great baby blankets in blues. At four today, Dennis and I will be going out to the UPS depot to send a package off to Leo Conrad in Hutchinson. We love lightening the stashes of finished items.
After lunch I went to visit June in her apartment. At 80 years young, she is one of the youngest in her building. There are two vacancies and she is hoping for some younger tenants. No June, Dennis and I are passing.
Today Dennis finished the poly coats on his chainsaw Eagle. It came out great. The stripping and sanding has kept him busy for some time. It wouldn’t surprise me if he doesn’t have something else in the wings. He does manage to stay out of mischief.
I did get a good walk in before the rain hit. After several loads of laundry, I have been picking out the stitches of an ill placed embroidery design in Megan’s blanket. It sure does keep me humble.
Hard to believe the weekend will be here in a wink of an eye. Labor Day holiday . . . last chance for families as school begins next week for most. For those that school does not impact . . . a quiet weekend.