A touch of Spring out by the mailbox! Just before Valentines Day, a neighbor and I treated ourselves to a wonderful dinner out. There was so much food that I ate half of it the following night. Love going to the Copper Door here in town and even had a chance to visit with the owners because they were back in town. Happened to catch them on a call with their daughter who was a favorite hostess of Lee’s and mine. So glad I went!. Also ordered the Old Fashioned using Eucalyptus bitters.
On our way out, we were given a long stem rose to take home. Lovely.
There was another basket gathering in Tasmania this weekend, so I sat down with the Gathering Book and finished this earlier today.
Most of the week was spent going over and correcting the author proof of my latest book. Now I am waiting for the next proof to go over. Not until I hold it in my hands can I see all the problems with being my own editor. It is impossible for me to catch things on a computer screen! But this book will have everything I have written since the last book and will likely be the last one for a bit. If I write any more stories, they might just be in the form of a novella…something I can stay with a bit longer and not so much arranging on the page. By next week I hope to have a picture of the cover and more information.
Later today I am off to a birthday celebration here in the neighborhood. So nice to be invited. In my old neighborhood in Brasstown, if Lee and I wanted to see neighbors, we had to host a party ourselves. Here it is a whole different story. Nice.
I promise this is the last of the table critters.
Deer that was likely shot.
Swimming cockroach.
And a dirty-faced bear just waking up.
Okay, that is about it for this week.
Next week I am going to thread my needle more often and make myself a patchwork stone to just hold. I gave the ones I did before to family for Christmas a little over a year ago. They loved getting them. And I loved the weight of holding stone in one hand while stitching its covering with the other.
And I will pull out my old tattered shawl to finish all the stitching needed to keep it together.
I must have a need to hold things together…or maybe just want an excuse to thread a needle.
Til later….champagne and neighbors soon.