My family in Portland: Our four year old with her mommy, checking out the chickens. Will they get cats or chickens/???
With the awesome oil cloth fabric Eithne bought me in Ireland forever ago, I have made two cat pouches with Velcro.
These can hold playing cards, little toys, anything actually and I love them so much. Look at the little tabs I bought on sale a while back. So cute!!
My girl took a flower/fabric class with her friend the other day...
Pressing flowers from her own garden onto pre-treated fabric.
Potholders continue to fly out the door as everyone is so very nice here...Just finished these 6:
So much fun to incorporate the saved selvedges.
I swear being old is like being in the amusement park or the circus!!!!! Everyday, something new.
This morning PT on my painful adductor muscles that hurt when I walk. Torture.
The PT told me that their favorite saying is:
Is it better to negotiate with a terrorist or a therapist???
The answer of course is a terrorist is more forgiving..
Spent the night in pain; spent the morning in massage and heat and electrodes at PT.
I felt so much better that tonight I decided to sweep the kitchen floor for my friends tomorrow.
I know that they say they come to visit me, not my apartment....However....
This is the last time I try that, as the broom and pan are on the floor still.
I lost my balance without the cane and fell.
Lucky me caught myself on the kitchen sink, not on the floor. I am sore but graterful...
The reality of being ancient is becoming more present in my mind...and all the new challenges every day.
My kitchen floor is still dirty; I have nothing broken on my body.
The days are going so fast...The summer is almost over...Unbelievable. Every day I sit outside on my patio and read. Today, I finished a great book called, HORSE.
Tomorrow, I start a new , overdue library book...one of Hazel Gaynor's, I think.
My daughter comes to visit me next week for a few days. Grateful...Very...She always lifts my spirits and she loves to sew.
She is just a terrific
daughter.
