On a Roll
There are days that I can feel the arthritis knocking wherever it can find a viable joint in my body. The only solution is to keep on rolling and moving until the aches don’t stand a chance of winning.
The studio stitching went great this forenoon. 33,000 stitches without a single glitch. A project is underway. I do know that a trip to Hobby Lobby is going to allow me to finish it. It is rare that I didn’t have what was needed.
The wind chimes in the evergreen at the northwest corner of the house is tinkling just enough to make the day come off as possibly a spring day. A pleasant sound compared to when the breeze is actually a 35 mph force that makes all things not tied down move to the next street over.
The afternoon’s event was peeling the remainder of some potatoes before a sprout was detected. For my taste buds, nothing beats the enjoyment of a boiled potato with a meal. It harkens many memories of a family of six around a round oak kitchen table.
Cousin Mark called last night with a quilting dilemma. For a fellow just shy of sixty, he enjoys his threads and fuzz. Nothing so serious that it couldn’t be remedied with a photo and some texting back and forth. It was fun catching up with him.
Chicken, boiled potatoes and cranberries for a wonderful supper. What is not to like!
With that I take my leave. ♥