Remember when…
…we could travel freely? Right about now we are more than half through our second trip to Scotland. Not! Bad timing! Ode to corona: who thought a trip to our mailbox would be a threat to our health. Confused? No. Alas, we are not in Scotland. We were told the sheep were dipped – yellow – for purposes of health. We never saw another flock like it. Reasons on the ‘net include: ID, ownership, ewes, theft discouragement and who knows? We frequently staged some gag photos for the kids. Yeah, shameless Photoshop. Why not? Poor Colleen. Why hug a post box? Hey! You would have to look in my brain. Me? Some days I’m locked out. Thistle: the national flower of Scotland. And right now I wish we were posting: “Wish you were here.”
What (was) doing?
Late 2018, the (new) bookcase was in construction (by me). Hence, the cat litter boxes were the spacers holding up the first shelf. Colleen had a triangle loom and had just taken a piece from it, the shawl. …pretty talented group of folks at our house.
And Nutley? (That’s the cat.) He can balance on the edge of a chair or walk the banister without falling. He’s still with us. Lucky or nine lives?
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