Perfect Thawing Weather
Sunny days in the high 30s and cold nights. It makes for perfect thawing of all the snowbanks. Each day I see that they are shrinking. Each day more of our driveway has less ice on it. It does give me hope of having a day when we do a road trip.
Dennis has been quite tame since his month-long trip with nephew Brett. I think his butt still has a flat side, just off to the right a bit. A total of 5,720 miles . . . no way for this Grammie. Heck, I don’t even have a bucket list. What the day brings is what is dealt with. Perhaps it is my age. Perhaps it is my love of my family and home. Being content is priceless. Being content sitting on the patio without a jacket on . . . that may well be my bucket list.
I am using the snow cover of our yard to as much advantage as I can. Slowly pecking away at the Santa project. There is a fear that once I can get my fingernails dirty, I may have to show some I.D. to get into the sewing studio. Today was mitten day for Santa. Surely, we can’t have mittens that are thread bare. Yes, I had mentioned pants for the ole guy. Well, not just yet. First I’m doing those things that are not the easiest is my plan of action. Making mitten patterns to fit over the old ones; finding out that his hands have gnarled joints just like mine.
Kevin had left a can of spray paint here in January when he painted the hands on a clock for me. I can now see them from across the room. That can had been in my line of sight for some time. Today, I used that can, and as it happened it was the perfect color to paint Santa’s bald head. In times past when Santa’s hat rode up the back a bit in the neck, the most awful color of the fiberglass would show. He now has the same color neck as the factory coloring in his face. Much better! Absolutely, I am growing fond of the old fellow. There is a kinship growing.
One thought has crossed my mind. If a service fellow needs to get into our basement, I hope he is not startled, thus causing health issues. Santa stands tall and for all practical purposes, he is as naked as can be. Okay, Okay, I’m working on it. It is a good thing to keep a photo of the “before” Santa, so I don’t loose my ambition.