The beginning of the season for us. Same friendly "Thanksgiving Cacti" that have lived under our bench outside for years. Gotta get a white one soon. I love them so.
My grandmother' candelabra that used to be in her bedroom window for years and years. probably 70 years or more . A fond memory. It is only recently that I have come to realize that the antique bulbs are so hot. We have been so lucky in the past that those lace curtains in Grandma's window never caught fire. This year they are in my kitchen window on tile. Memories are so very sweet.
Potholder process number three with my African fabric.
My gut wrenching worry about having to take my machine in now, before Christmas was alleviated this evening when I realized that the sewing machine does well without the walking foot...sigh.
None of us are doing too well since Thanksgiving without my son. On and on it goes. Also, I think my last fall was more hurtful than I had thought. I am a bit on the lightheaded side...UGH!
I do not dare go to the pool tomorrow, so I am going on an outing with a friend in order to seize the day and not stay in bed forever.
My grandmother's old Sorry board, still in use.
Lynsey wanted to play tonight. Not only did she set this up, but also, this:
Canasta. I said only one game, but we ended up doing both.
My new car has been mine for one week now. Gotta get the energy to take it to mechanic to have the steering wheel adjusted with not so much play and have the step removed from the side so I can get into the car with my arthritis. Lynsey has a hoot of a time watching me get used to this fancy new car. The back up screen is a life saver as I am lucky not to have killed anyone before...!!!
I am just so very tired. I appreciate everyone's support and kindness as our family adjusts to our situation. My guess with the Covid issues, the rest of the world is stressing too...Those that stay informed, that is...Of course we do look forward to Aoife's visit in 11 days...Amazing!!!
Amazing Grace!!
Happy Hannakuh my friends.
