Got it Done
Hmm. Last night when I went to bed, the concrete drive was covered in new fallen snow. If that was the one inch forecast, the fresh rabbit footprints looked as if they had sunk in deeper than one inch. I thought about slick roadways for our trip to Mankato in the morning.
This morning we awoke to temps in the mid thirties. Nothing slick going on anywhere. We left home by 8:30 so as to run several errands before Dennis’ Korean Luncheon at the VFW on Madison Avenue.
Sam’s Club still remains short on cat and dog food. Strange indeed. Meow Mix is what the kitties are accustomed to and cats do not like changes. I am sure our Fleet Farm carries it as well. Sam’s 38 lb. bags are a good price point.
Dennis next took me to JoAnn’s Fabrics. Last Saturday when Dennis took me to Old Alley Quilt Shop, I had a sample to match to. I needed two companion pieces in a watermelon print color. There was nothing. The owner, Val, knows her inventory and . . . nope. In the clearance section of JoAnn’s, I found two fabrics sitting side by side that were just what I was seeking. I won’t be working with that fabric until the t-shirt quilt top is done. It is best to strike while the iron is hot.
We got to the VFW as other veterans were arriving. Dennis has been attending these one-a-month gatherings for quite a few years. At that time there were 25 to 30 Korean veterans attending from the area. Since I have been going with Dennis, the head table, aka: size of a church table, could well seat four to six more to fill the table. Our Korean vets are in the mid 80s into the 90s with health issues perhaps from the time of their serving. April 5th will be the last luncheon for the Mankato chapter of the Frozen Chosin Korean Veterans. The Chosin was a distinct river area in Korea. It is sad that the flags will be retired in April, but it is a smack of retaliatory. Those that served then are becoming less and less, but not less appreciated.
When we returned to St. James, Dennis dropped off his five gallon pails at the elevator for them to be filled with shell corn. He can pick them up tomorrow. Dennis feeds quite a few mouths with his corn. It is a good thing the neighbors to the north also put out feed.
As we had a good noon lunch we decided to split a chocolate muffin with a dish of ice cream. By the way, the muffin is large.
Mild days indeed are coming. As we drove there are bits of black soil poking through the snow that we thought would never diminish.