Thick Fog
This morning when I got up at eight, the thick fog signaled that we did get some rain last night.
Every once in awhile a good night’s sleep is not guaranteed. I was ready for bed at nine thirty last night and didn’t hear anything from Dennis or even know when he went to bed. At 12:30 I woke up and then thereafter it was almost like a timer. Sleep did not want to bring me to the REM level and keep me there. As I said, it is rare but there are nights when I could just as well have gotten up and read. I’ll get another crack at it this evening.
This forenoon, the lights went on in the studio and before long there was a completed quilt top that was getting folded and put with the other tops that I have ready. Gosh, I love it when the church table tops look naked. I am not going to be in a hurry to start another such project. I do have some plans on using the embroidery module of the sewing machine. I have not used that since I made some items for Megan’s kitchen in Virginia. Megan and I did exchange a text last week. All is going well for her. Hurray!
I also made a trip to the recycling bin with paper patterns for quilts and other whatnots. If I have used a pattern with my scribbles on it, there is no way I will use it again. Every quilter has their own tastes in designs that they want to apply to fabrics. I have run the gauntlet of quilts for family members. My time in the studio and in my bedroom porch is for quiet peaceful times but still having something to show for my time. I pay attention. I know the days of high nostalgic is far and few. Bless the hearts of those that still find emotional attachments from times gone by. Hey . . . I have my hand up. I am one of those of that rare commodity status.
This afternoon Dennis drug out the long length of garden hose and washed off a layer or two of dirt. It was amazing. We have had lots of wind bring dirt from who knows where. The rains have been pounding sometimes but it doesn’t cut the dirt on the siding of the house. According to Dennis the house got a rinse today. Tomorrow out comes his container that he puts soap in and try, try, try again. The area that he works on gets a rinse, then comes the soap that stays in place for a short time and then the soap gets rinsed off. If it’s cloudy out, so much the better as he doesn’t want the soap to dry on the siding. Dennis buys a large container of laundry soap at the Family Dollar store.
I will have a chance to tip in the windows and give them a once-over before it gets cold.
With that I take my leave. ♥