Changes
Changes are coming! My mail flap on the outside of the house is clapping. The clapping is due to the wind being from the southeast. Let’s hear it for the clapping! To be honest, it does startle me at times.
Time was spent on organizing and going through all of the stitching supplies I have used since late last summer of 2024 from my bedroom porch. A container of beads here, a packet of beads there, a scrap of fabric too small to keep my interest. I made one trip to the recycling with various small cardboard boxes and manilla envelopes that the mail had delivered and I had kept.
Dennis took his friend Dwayne out for coffee this morning. They had not seen each other since before Christmas.
Last night after supper, I was transfixed to my bedroom porch watching the goings on kitty-corner from our home. There was a fire at Hillesheim’s. So many fire department vehicles and firemen in the blistering cold. Our neighbor Randy had worked with Glenn at John Deere. It was an electrical fire that warranted the ladder being used. So sad, it does make one pause. This morning, Dennis drove past on the south side and the lawn had various amounts of interior debris. I cannot imagine the amount of smoke damage.
What made me feel for Sue was my memory of how smoke filled our kitchen was when I let a kettle of what was to be boiled eggs boil dry. Not long after, the kitchen ceiling got one layer of Kills painted on and then the semi-gloss paint.
I have stayed on the first floor of our home today. I managed to stay occupied. Soon it will be time to start supper. Canned beef will be thickened with corn starch to put over potatoes to go along with green beans and cranberries.
Our week is open. How great to not have appointments.
With that I will take my leave. ♥