Sunday the 12th
What great temps for today. 70 degrees right from the start.
With my breakfast coffee filled to the brim of my cup, I was headed to the front deck to take in the morning. Not long after I had sat down, I was feeling guilty. MaMa Robin had her beak so full of goodies waiting and wanting to get to her nest. That nest is tucked in under the awning of our front door and deck. I gave in and settled into my front porch bedroom caving in to opening the window for the great breeze.
Our day was a quiet one with each of us settling in. When Dennis’ granddaughter, Sadie, and her two little girls made a surprising visit the quiet went away. It is wonderful for his family to feel popping in is good. It is good. The visit lasted for several hours and they were off to surprise more family members here in St. James.
It is three in the afternoon and there is thunder rumbling in the northwest. The wind has changed from northeast to northwest.
Not only have I no projects going on in the studio, I need the ground water to subside a bit after we have had quite a bit of rain. Our basement is tiled on three sides, aka: the studio. Yesterday, I could hear water coursing in the tile heading for the sump pump. That is ice cold water. No matter how I would dress these last days, the air and the floor is very very cold. My goal was to finish Megan’s kitchen wares with embroidery and I did. She knew I was doing placemats but the towels and pot holders will be a surprise. Mission completion.
We had Sub-Way for supper last night. A 12″ Tuna with all the fixings, split in half is all Dennis and I can do for a meal. Seeing as how neither of us have done more than lift a single finger today, supper will be light.
With that I take my leave. ♥