Dressed For It
I knew when I got up this morning, I was going to spend time in the studio. I dressed for it. Long sleeve shirt, heavy socks and heavy shoes.
I came up at twelve noon to have lunch with Dennis and then returned to the studio. It is now three in the afternoon and I have called it a day in the studio. I had turned the thermostat up knowing the studio air would be cool. I was moving around from table to table with my projects, but my fingers got chilled. Tomorrow is another day. No deadlines. It makes a body feel good to get back to the point of having choices with threads and fuzz. I am thankful I have made a nest for myself in my bedroom porch for reading and doing the hand stitching of counted cross stitch.
Tomorrow Dennis has ultrasounds in Mankato’s radiology department. It is nothing more than a follow up to see how the stints are holding up in his leg.
The KNUJ radio station had quite a bit of static. The air-waves might have been picking up thunder showers. The southeast wind is hanging on to less than warm temps.
Supper is going to be smorgasbord: leftover boiled potatoes with several eggs scrambled in also with some breakfast sausages. Mix it all up and call it a hot evening meal.
With that I take my leave. ♥