Quiet

Actually, for most of  yesterday – I had quiet. I didn’t go anywhere nor did I have a ton of obligations landing on my head.  It was lovely. Mostly.  Be careful what you wish for; the quiet meant that I could look around the craft room and seriously consider what I needed to do to clean.

Faced with that awful task, it was much easier to relax and stitch. I even started adding some of the beads. Ms Pink Mushroom is at 80% and I am seriously thinking that I can finish her today.

Standing, looking out the kitchen window I saw the small visitor looking back at me. Didn’t think it had any interest in my lovely buckwheat soba noodles which were most excellent added to some tomato bisque soup (Is the use of bisque & soup redundant?)

I am pretty sure that this character along with another of the same size are part of this year’s crop of fawns.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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