The days go by, the unfinished projects linger, and the recliner calls. Maybe I'll sew some 2" squares together....by hand. With the stack o' squares given away as a promotional item by my local fabric store a couple of years ago. Maybe I'll stop in and ask if they have any more stashed in the storeroom. Maybe not. After all, I have those lingering unfinished projects. Now, what to do with them. Possibly a zippered bag.
So, we had a very nice visit with Big City Girl over the weekend. Mr. Gadget and I drove to Brooklyn to deliver a new big-screen TV. Mr. Gadget is known to spring a surprise gift on her every now and then....even one that has to be schlepped up a rickety narrow staircase to the third floor. She came back to Connecticut with us for a couple of days and returned home by train....with mask on, hand sanitizer at the ready, and fingers crossed. Train to Grand Central was not crowded; subway to Brooklyn was. Hoping she stays well, but if not at least she has a nice TV to watch.
I just finished a good book and have started another. Similar, yet different. Meet me at the Museum by Anne Youngson and Mrs. Bridge by Evan Connell. My book selections vary, but I'm mostly a fan of memoirs and books about people--the quirkier the better.
Now I should get back to work on a needle-felted commission piece. I usually don't do those--especially a duplicate--but this is for a friend who wants to gift it to a friend who she says will REALLY appreciate it. How could I say no? I will share it later. Best to keep it under wraps for now.
I hope everyone is doing well and staying somewhat sane in these almost too-crazy-to-believe times. I'm grateful for the Treehouse where I can stay safely above the monkeys.