Daily Mending- January 6th

 Perhaps for a week or so- we'll have Daily Mending up top in the headline. There's a learning curve here. And a lack of supplies.  So....nearly every sweater will get the Yellow Boro Stitch thing.  I am not going into any stores.  I have crewel yarn in the Attic or perhaps it was for rug hooking???  It could be unwound into strands. Wool.  There are lots of colors.  It's a thought.  

And Daily Mending.  It's something our Country will be doing this year.  I hope.

I am getting used to the lime yellow.  It looks okay.  And who sees ones' sweater elbows in Winter in Maine anyway???  I am usually in the gigantic long black wool coat in Winter. When I go out in Public.  From ankles to neck.  And when Riley and I walked twice a day- the collar was up and I had a wool hat pulled down past my eyebrows and a black scarf up over my mouth and nose.  Walking in 10 degree wind is difficult.

We stayed up late to watch the Election Returns come in.  Nothing had been decided when we turned off the tv.  So we were pleasantly surprised the Reverend won his race and we will no longer have to see or hear that horse faced woman again.  Today is the day I usually take down the Christmas Tree.  The Three Wise men arrive on the sixth. Epiphany. It might also be the twelfth day of Christmas.  

I have three books awaiting pickup at the Library today.  Pretty excited about that.  Reading and Mending.

All the Boozy Cake and Pumpkin Pie II have been enjoyed.  So...cookies.  Husband MUST have a sweet something to eat with his evening coffee.  Making the pie was the least amount of baking.  Making cookies is always time consuming.  But husband likes cookies.  So............he HAS to have something to go with the coffee.

Jude (on Spirit Cloth) stitched the most amazing little 9 patch with multi colored Deb Lacativa thread layered in points- 9 of them around the outside edge. I was so taken with it's beauty that I just sat for quite a long time just looking at it.  And then LizA (I'm Going to Texas) gave us a picture of a patch stitched to remind her of wood grain and I was quite impressed by that as well. These little patches are small.  But intricate.  Works of patience and love.  Something to consider as I Boro. Something for Winter Mending.