We are going without a picture- I just didn't take any ahead of time and I have been--well READING and I am just submerged in books these days.
Yesterday I went down a very very enjoyable "rabbit hole" with Fresh Water for Flowers. Perrin. I had a idea of what it would be- I was completely wrong. I adore this book. The way the author writes- like she is speaking to me alone. And Connie- I am the first person to have opened this book- and that IS a delightful experience. Please request this book from your library if you enjoyed- no, loved--- Where the Crawdads Sing. The two books are "emotionally" similar but content is very different.
Today the library is open from 9:30 to 6 pm (and from now on unless misfortune happens and COVID regains it's strength).
For browsing and for chatting with people. I wore my mask- others did not. The Library Staff was masked. I brought home a heavy bag stuffed with good things. A Deb Lacativa Designer Book Bag. We were FREE to look thru the stacks. Gloriously FREE.
Yes, here in Maine we eat our DQ in the car. All Summer long. Usually with the AC running for the dog. But these days- it's just the two of us. Husband needed the heat running.
I am going to plant my annuals in the containers today. And transplant my very vigorous thyme plant into the herb beds. And perhaps plant a few seeds. See what happens.
I am feeling........really good. Happy. Like the get out of jail card.
Deb L. I was gifted another tablecloth- how do I tell if its rayon or damask? Very soft. Very old. If it's rayon I might make it into a shirt. Because it feels so nice. I guess I could use it in fabric work- just not dyed. I haven't examined the remainder of the box- but almost all came out of the linen closet. Aprons etc. The Haitians (caregivers for many years of the elderly parents) were given all the sheets and bedding items. Now the house will be emptied and sold. It's very sad. My friend is grieving. And I am also- in solidarity with her.
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