An Outing
It took the bright sun and the promise of a 28 degree afternoon. Dennis took me on an outing to downtown Sherburn to the Old Alley Quilt Shop. Oh my gosh! I had not visited there since the stroke, aka: 2021.
Dennis said to take my time as he had the sun coming in his little red pickup window.
Going to Sherburn, 28 miles from home, the west bound lane of Hwy. #4 was iced over in spots. The wind was doing its best to keep it that way. Coming home two hours later, the east bound lane was free of ice. We could see the sun was doing a number on the iced-over areas of the west lane.
Now I have fabric to continue working on AJ’s t-shirt quilt. I did inquire about having them long arm the king sized quilt sometime in the future. I cherish what my arms and hands can do. 95″ x 105″ is a lot of cumbersome three layers of fabric under a limited amount of real estate, aka: distance from the needle to the right to the hub of the sewing machine. I did do a king sized quilt five years ago. Then it was a challenge. Today it would break my spirit. Old Alley needs to have customers.
This morning when I looked out of the bathroom window, there was a frenzy going on in the backyard. The squirrels were digging out kernels of corn the deer may have left behind and stomped on. No sooner had the squirrels done their best, the huge crows came and flew away with the treasure. Oh for the pecking order of life.
Today gives hope that spring will be coming. There is slush and under the slush is ice. This Grammie is thrilled that Dennis took me on an outing, and thankful to be home . . . safe and sound.
This outing will do me just fine for some time to come.