My desktop calendar. Only one more spot to fill. Then it will be August.
My cross the street neighbor brought over a bag full of bakery to say thank you for getting her mail and packages and watering her plants while she made an emergency trip to New York to help with her newborn grandchild (11 weeks old today). Peach and Raspberry Pie. Chocolate chip scone. A lovely loaf of bread which I can layer with Romaine Swiss and Mayo for today's luncheon. I had stopped buying bread. It's a Wonderful Day In the Neighborhood.
The Writing Class (book I am reading) has now become something else entirely. One of the class members (unknown as yet) is.....terrorizing the class. The Teacher has gotten herself fired for an incident that wasn't hers to control. I have no idea where this is going--but am going to continue reading. Very well written.
My cross the street neighbor sent a photo of a fabric collage I sent to her for Valentine's Day in 2008. The background fabric is something I painted. She just had the collaged card framed. She has other items I have made and sent out as Holiday cards. Two Christmas Trees. Framed beautifully. I know that the White ink on Brown card stock cards I made and sent out for a few years have been framed by other friends who received them. I sent all of them off each December Never kept any for myself.
I actually have very little of my Art here (but they are in the Daily Notes from all those years ago). One of the fabric Christmas Trees came back home with me after I emptied my Father's house when he died. I should have it matted and framed. It has double meaning now. My father had it clipped to his reading lamp. Next to the chair where he spent his days.