Yesterday

What a productive day I had yesterday! Before breakfast I walked from one end of our little town's Main Street to the other, then home. 2 1/2 miles for the round trip. Came in, got a load in the washer, another in the :o( dryer (drizzly outside) had some oatmeal, tidied the kitchen and sat down to sew. Crazy for Spring is assembled. In Debra's world, this is barely begun, in mine, it's almost finished. I love the look of her super embellished crazies, but mine is more about the colour and composition of the quilt itself, than about filling every space with more. I like it like this.

After that, ran the vacuum, washed the floors, then went out for lunch with Tori. One of our favourite coffee shops was sold in January so the owner, our friend Tara, could concentrate her efforts on making her newer location work. It didn't, and yesterday was her final day. Eat Good Food is no more. I'd been in on Friday but knew Tori would be disappointed if she didn't get a shot at one more scone so off we went. Happily, the place was packed - everyone wanted to give Tara and Pip a great send off. More than once we overheard "gee, we're going to miss this place, we should have come in more." Yup, should have. They will move on to bigger and more fabulous things yet, I'm sure. They have a beautiful daughter Flora, and are in the process of adopting twins from India, and this will give them time to focus on that super part of their lives. Watch for them, I'm sure the world's not finished hearing from the Vaughn-Hughes family just yet.

After lunch, we went to poke around the thrift store for a few - no great treasures for me, though the store did look very much like a Fashion Bug truck had been recently - there were stretch jeans and wedge heels everywhere, ;o) Then home.

It was a good outside day - sweatshirt cool, plenty of damp in the air. I got some greens and carrots in the garden, looked over the hostas and astilbes in the nursery bed and was weeding the strawberries when I sensed I was being watched. Tori was creping up behind me, camera in hand. "What is THAT?!" She pointed beyond me into the trees. Wodchuck? It's to big to be a gopher, but really not big enough for a groundhog. Whatever, he had BETTER not decide my garden's a salad bar, or he'll be dinner. Well, not *my* dinner, ew, we prefer our groundhog faux. All the fancy camera work scared him off, so I got back to work. I spent several happy hours in the yard, with plenty to show for it. There's always something to do outside, and I'm the one to find it. Today I've gotta get some grass seed - that 2 yard pile of topsoil I raked out isn't going to seed itself (not with grass anyway) and this is perfect grass growing weather.

I really ought to pull out the Henny Penny (thanks Fitzy!) quilt blocks that were dropped off (!) on Friday. I do love both the teachers that are retiring, so yes, I'm going to do this for them. Not for the other inconsiderate people who dumped this on me (love them too, though), I'm doing this for Maureen and Alice. I must remember that!