Might be the Day
The skies are gray, the sun won’t come out and the air feels heavy.
It is mid-afternoon and I am yawning. Even a few laps on the driveway haven’t helped. My gosh, you would think I could sit in my new recliner and nap. Nope. I am not a daytime napper.
I looked out the bathroom window and Snuggles is asleep on Dennis’ chest while Dennis is napping. Good for the both of them.
It felt good to clean up a bit in the studio from a job well done. The sewing machine needed a cleanup of fuzz under the hood. I still have the old Filter Queen plugged in and it did a right handsome job of helping. Oil change, grease job and a new needle. Doing justice to the machine is all important now as Kelly at Creative Stitches in Bird Island is not taking any machines in for work or a tune-up until the crops are in. He and his dad farm many acres.
I put out a small bag for the epileptic’s pick up today. I truly hope they do come by. Our street is a throughfare after all.
With that I will take my leave. ♥