A Sunday on Stauffer
A content day on Stauffer. Dennis found his recliner for a forenoon nap. He had talked himself out yesterday with many of his classmates. The golf club’s restaurant scored three different class reunions. Talk about noise. It became lip reading 101. Towards the end, getting outside was the best place to visit.
I did wake during the night to hear thunder and see lightning. The rain didn’t amount to a hill of beans.
I took the day to bounce from stitching to reading and back to stitching. In between, I sat on the front deck and watched traffic. The sandwiched quilt is coming along nicely with the stitching. The task of using weights to keep the fabric evenly placed is the challenge. When the bobbin needed to be refilled, I took the time to clean out fuzz from under the needle plate and put in a new needle.
We are having pork roast commercials for supper. The refrig has kept everything chilled, ready for this evening.
Our coming week is quiet, keeping us right here on Stauffer Avenue. I have not looked online to see the weather forecast.
Catch everyone tomorrow.