Daily Notes- And a some cloth work

I've been seeing houses on several of my favorite blogs.  Jude, Hazel (Handstories in the sidebar) and Dee.  I especially liked the starry cloth that Dee (Pattern and Outrage) is using.  So...I went up into the Magic Attic Fabric Closet and looked.  Really looked.  And found in the stack of black fabric- STARS.  And I don't have any moons.  So I looked for fabric that could be a Moon and found this one.  Rolling in the sky.  My little house is looking up at the Moon. But I am not sure I will be keeping the grassy hill.  I might unsew that.  I still have to sew the top strip- it's folded and pinned.  I am using the back side of the yellow and black stripe.  Softer.

We'll see how it goes.  Today.  So far I am happy with the sky, the moon and the strip border.   Everything else is in the iffy column.  Everything that is good came from the Attic yesterday.  Everything else was on the ottoman.  Tomorrow it might be a picture of just the Frame. the Sky and the Moon.

How could I have forgotten that starry fabric?  I remember using it as background for Christmas trees.   Oh!   I still have the Christmas Trees.  Well, this is getting interesting.  I am loving that Moon.

After the Social Excitement of yesterday...it was hard to calm down- back to just silence and television voices.  And then.....one after the other police doing bad things.

I have spoken here- before.  Of my father who served for his entire working career as a police officer in a large intercity.  And NEVER fired his weapon at anyone.  He wasn't a desk cop.  He was a patrol officer- often alone in a car.  Often racing with the siren and lights.  Into danger. When he arrived- he was terrified.  He told me this when he was in his 80's and I came to take care of him.  Of how scared he was.  But he pretended to be calm and just talked to the people.  Talked calmly.  About the situation. Listened.

These incidents- these angry altercations leading to unnecessary deaths.......have me in tears.  These people (pretending to be police officers) have no right to be wearing a badge and carrying guns or tasers.  They are incompetent fools. They are criminals.  They belong in prison. I cannot watch the trial of the death of that man under the knee.  Now the taser- no mistake- she knew it was her gun.  By the weight.

A gun is very heavy.  Very heavy.  In itself and in it's purpose.  And so was that man's knee.

I went down the dark path with this post after starting out with a moon and starry sky.  But life isn't happy in 2021.  It's mean, dark and filled with lies that we are supposed to believe are truth.