Friday, September 29, 2017
...if only for a day. No stitching, no writing or editing. I did take a book, "Tell the Wolves I'm Home"
So far, so good.
Lake Lanier, only an hour away. It's not the ocean, but on a beautiful day like today, I'll take it.
A man-made reservoir, the rocks along the shore seem to come from another planet.
Today, I started a rock collection for Charlie. Rocks big enough that he cannot throw them.
I'm usually good with rocks. I have no idea what this beauty is, but I'm pretty sure the red spot is a garnet. This is about the size of a brick.
Couldn't let this day slip away without acknowledging that it's been six years since we lost Jimmy. He was a wonderful father an...
Play it again Sam.
Not waiting for a surprise cold snap. Mr. & Mrs. Wilson, the swedish ivys were totally out of control. Bits of them have taken hold in...
Without a map or destination, I'm becoming obsessed with this one. The story it belongs with is still largely untold. What I was...
I could digitally remove all the crud from the carpet, but as I'm too lazy to vacuum..... This is a section of cotton bed ruffle th...
I'm on my way to the post office. If you've ordered anything to date, it's on the way!! Have a great weekend. I got stuff to ...
It's what happens between thread, the needle, and the cloth. Somehow, I'm not a part of this conversation. It seems to happen wh...