Fierce Winds
If anything would be loose outside, it would now be in someone else’s yard. Days such as these being out in the backyard would not be safe. We have had too many limbs take sail over the years.
Dennis in his recliner and me in the kitchen. I wrangled a beautiful acorn squash getting it ready for the afternoon’s oven . . . in time for supper. Baked out squash is one of my favorites. I did take out some extra butter. Butter, pepper and some scant salt could make squash a total meal. I do have two hamburger patties to add to it.
Via the KNUJ’s radio station, I dug around in my stashes for complementary fabrics with which to add borders to the log cabin pieced quilt top. Two out of the three is not too bad. More seeking and searching tomorrow. The third one pictured the farthest from the finished top, next to the green in the photo is not going to cut it. Short by 1/4 yard. Over night, a plan may make itself known. Perhaps a creative bug will hit over night.
I checked in with Megan this afternoon. Her and her roommate had slept in a bit this morning and were heading down to the cafeteria for noon lunch. Lunch here on Stauffer Avenue was a bit scant as the oven roasted squash will be worth the wait.