Happy Summer
Last week it was a chilly atmosphere in the studio. Today, it felt just right. Talk about a theater of seasons.
Again I worked on an alteration in the studio. I had ordered an item online. After waiting for an extended time for it to come, when it came the size was off by 2 to the excess. I contacted the business and it was a mix up within the sizes from the US sizing to the European sizing. All was checked over and the result was that it was a error on their side. I didn’t need to return said item and the correct order would be forthcoming.
I am not frugal but I had the opportunity to see if I could make a do-0ver. Lena would have been up for the task. Snip here, trim there. She could take the collars off of dad’s blue chambre shirts when they frayed, flip it over to the underside and in a heartbeat dad never appeared to be in dire straights of going to town looking anything other than dapper as always. Yes . . . those were the days when dad would come in to change out of his chores overalls into a pair donned as “town overalls.” Call it self respect when going into town on business of either a thousand pounds of cattle concentrate or purchasing a new piece of farm equipment. Dad ran a high-end business.
It’s a warm afternoon and Dennis cleaned the garage floor for our car. There was enough of the winter’s collection of kitty hair tufts to make a new kitty as the strong leaf blower got into every corner. Outside it looked as if there were cotton balls flying through the air.
Before it got warm this morning, I baked out a pound of the Black Label thick cut bacon on a cookie sheet lined with the wide foil. No mess when all was said and done. Six of the smaller cucumbers have been peeled and a red onion sliced in very thin additions. The sauce is some mayo with bit of salt to pull out the moisture of the cucumbers with a teaspoon of sugar. Supper is bacon sandwiches and creamed cucumbers. No additional kitchen heat added to this day.
With that I will take my leave. ♥