Ducky Weather
The rain comes and goes during this gray day. Whatever we can get will help going forward into the 2024 year.
I rode along with Dennis in the little red pickup as he needed to deliver some items to nephew Brett’s concrete site. We could tell there had been some field tillage done during that light coating of snow we had gotten. There would be no excuse for any farmer to not have gotten the field work done during this harvest year.
Three o’clock coffee time was always what was found on my folk’s farm site. In later times, my sister Elvera and I would call each other for a visit at the three o’clock time. The little things remembered become more precious over time. Remembering the three o’clock coffee time brings a plethora of other memories to the surface.
As Dennis and I had completed the concrete delivery, we stopped for several donuts at Casey’s to take home with us. When I got home, I turned the coffee pot on as there was breakfast coffee to enjoy, and yup, coffee time at three right here on Stauffer Avenue.
I may go to the studio after coffee time to put a few stitches in with the free motion. Every little bit counts up towards the end of that task. Thinking ahead to trimming the project and then getting the binding process lined up . . . I am not going to get a head of myself. That’s when mistakes happen.
With that I take my leave. ♥