Pillow three.
Today I visited the site of a quilt ARTIST I had never known about and...wow..sometimes the things I don't know about Thread, Stitch and Cloth.....overwhelm me. she mentions the Dairy Barn in Athens, Ohio where I went to school. Ohio University. At the Time I was there- it was still a barn full of cows.
And wouldn't you know it- now I can't find the link back to that Artist.. Will have to exist in my memory. I can't remember the beginning thread I followed this morning.
But before I left her site: a long book list. She adds a "what I am reading" at the end of her posts. And I noticed a few books I had read and enjoyed so I copied the list of books from an additional few posts. Eleven. Now if I had only written her website at the top.
EDIT: I found her: Helen Geglio. I added her to my Bookmark List and now have the task of removing 6 that husband added to my computer. I am reminded that I actually created this blog one evening with daughter. All the mechanics of it were done by me. How I have composted in the years since. Brain Rot.
Now, long time Readers know the number eleven is important to me. It's sort of a "beacon". When it shows up- I pay attention. (yep-- this was a beacon that I have let myself slide....)
It's very cold. But I have had the furnace running for only a short time. We have a new puzzle. I found it on the floor under magazines in the guest bedroom. Vincent Van Gogh. Blue Skies. I paid two dollars for it at Goodwill at some point in time- at least 2 years ago- BC (before Covid). BC. Gosh.
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