here's my Dad at Cape Canaveral on a trip with the Civil Air Patrol, 1960s i guess...no doubt he had a terrific time--in his heart he was always a pilot...I wish i had understood him better when he was alive. Gone now 21 years...does it even seem possible? so many changes in our family...still loved and missed. he may be gone but left us such pearls of wisdom like "it isn't the car, it's the nut behind the wheel"....and lots more like that. 😄 ***
and this is finally done....re-stitched the offending parts EXCEPT the pesky dogwood but it's our secret, ok?
and a surprise arrived friday....a housewarming gift from a fellow quilter AKA fabric-holic! the very best kind of gift for sure...certainly warmed MY heart!
right away--like a true addict--had to fondle and sort. this isn't all...there was a large baggie of small scraps that immediately got sorted into strips and squares with some being used into a current project. some vintage prints and lots of reproductions...and then a couple of works that got started but never finished by anonymous quilter...now to find space on the shelf for the goodies!
temps and humidity ramping up so there'll be more hovering near the A/C from now on. makes pesky medical appointments even worse...three of them last week, two this and one already scheduled for the week after that. the leg is finally showing big improvement--numbness and swelling significantly reduced. the end in sight? just maybe....now to shut windows and turn on the cooooool!

