Life is quiet, and I am loving it. Errands and small things fill my days. I walked all around the block mid morning, a first. I went to the grocery store, and not only did I forget my yogurt, I forgot the fabric bags I needed to bring everything home.
As I started to pull into the driveway, there was a white Toyota pulling in to park. Someone inside was waving, and the windshield wipers were waving too. Now days, I notice all small white Toyota’s. It was my eldest. What a treat. We had a half hour visit before she headed off to pick up a friend at the airport.
These are the two quilts I picked up this weekend. The fan quilt needs a gentle soaking to get it clean, but the other quilt is ruined. Why did I buy it? Because it has a much older, tho also ruined, quilt inside. More depression era fabrics.
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