It’s Saturday. Chaucer is sitting on the back of the leather chair, sniffing interesting things on the breeze blowing through the front yard. I’m comfortable right now, but I think the heat will get worse as the day goes on. Things aren’t quite sunny yet. We had uneventful Fridays. I shmoozed on Twitter in the…
It’s a holiday weekend and I don’t feel like it applies to me but I’ll take the fireworks and parties nonetheless.
Good morning, to the four of you might stumble upon and read this. I have a sunny Thursday in front of me, if I remember the forecast. There’s coffee, and cats. I cut and pinned some fabric yesterday, but didn’t actually complete anything. At the moment, I only have two spools of thread, black and…