…with a rush.
As everyone pulls their decorations down from their attics, they clean their spaces too. Acres and hours of donations arrived at the shop and kept me hopping. Just as I started to leave, Bobbie arrived with a SUV filled with art books. Maybe I should say illustrator books.
We had five minutes of coffee together then she was off to her sisters in a rush.
Today we take down our stuff from our attic. Stuff indeed. At three pm, wearing three to four layers, it will be time to head to the park’s “December Nights.” I will let you know if I survive.
Himself: G’s been having many good days. Lunch yesterday was not a success. Dinner was ok.