Four Legged Friends
Our porch kitties are for sure the four-legged friends that are our sweet spots. Hark, there is some competition in the backyard.
The last several weeks we have had two young fawns hanging out enjoying munching on clover. When we first noticed them, they still had their white spots. Yesterday, they were showing mostly their rich tan color. When Dennis came in at eight last night, he said they were bedded down under the Hackberry tree.
And what, would you ask, are the porch kitties making of all of this! The sliding screen of the east patio door is barely wide enough for all three of them sitting on their haunches keeping watch. All they want to do is watch from their safe spot. Amazing.
Sleep came easy for me last night. At 8:30 this morning, I had to fight to keep my eyes open. Once the feet hit the floor, I was running an agenda through my mind. As I enjoy the first cup of coffee, I do check everything over on my HP, including the weather for the day as well as banking information and obituaries.
As Dennis was heading to the Dollar General to buy several gallons of distilled water for his CPAP machine, I headed into the studio. The 24 quilt blocks were waiting on the church tables. My goal was to sew half of them together . . . four per row and three rows sewn together. At a bit after three, all lights were turned off in the studio with my goal having been met.
Our supper is going to be a smorgasbord of items from last night’s supper tied together with scrambled eggs. It will meet all of the major food groups.
Nothing news worthy to report.
With that I take my leave. ♥