Home Sweet Home
As the weather outside is frightful, there is no other place to be, but home sweet home. Dennis c0mmented that the dew point and humidity are neck and neck.
Even my dad preached that no matter what kind of vehicle you have or how new it is, rubber tires on hot road surfaces can cause problems.
That brings to mind a memory. Orlin’s brother Elroy from Willmar, drove their family car with little to no tread on the tires. On the hottest of July weekends they would be at the Boon Lake farm. Orlin could not believe that Elroy would chance that. There may have been such a thing as AAA road service, but Elroy would have expounded on it being a money scheme. We had chores to do and they were there for a meal. Talk about grin and bear it. Some memories sneak in when you least expect them.
I did call Aunt Janet from Brownton that I wouldn’t be at Mrs. Kenneth Wendlandt’s funeral tomorrow forenoon in Hutchinson. My decision.
After chasing a dust bunny or two under the beds, I came down to the studio to do some stitching. Whether sewing via machine stitching in the studio or hand stitching in my bedroom porch, it is the peace that passes all understanding. At some time, there will be project completions. From now to then I am content.
We have canned beef in the cistern pantry. I will thicken the beef so that it will be a nice gravy consistency over the instant mashed potatoes. Green beans and jellied cranberries will round out our supper. Sweet.
With that I take my leave. ♥