I was sure the cool temps this morning plus a brisk breeze would allow me to go out to the backyard and pull some weeds. I had my garden shoes on and in no time I had mud clumped to them. Our backyard may take a whole bunch of time to dry out. As long as my shoes were already muddy I stayed the course regardless of the mosquitoes. I did have about 10 minutes before some little bugger sounded the alarm for the attack. My arms and neck have ridges.
Late forenoon I came in and tidied up for a trip to Mankato. Three months ago via Facebook, I took notice of a group of machine embroiderers that were getting together to share and vent. I have enjoyed getting together with kindred spirits . . . all for the love of stitches. Machine embroidery can be enjoyed by anyone . . . all that is required is patience. I have only been working at this for two and a half years. I still have so much more to learn. Being curious to find ways to accomplish what is the ultimate end result is very rewarding. Trying to put a time frame on a project . . . that is so not happening. For some of my larger projects, I couldn’t even give you an estimate of the hours that it represents.
Yesterday I had caught a television show that was having a discussion on Alzheimer situations. It also mentioned dementia as many of the symptoms are similar. At the point where individuals may be brought in for a diagnoses, one of the first items that the medical teams take note of is the speech of the individuals. Often times those who are afflicted have narrowed the choice of words that are used in their conversations or the number of words in a sentence become less and less. Well, my kids . . . I don’t think you need to be concerned at this time. I am still quite wordy. Priceless.