Go ahead, make plans.

You know what they say, "tell God your plans, he'll get a good laugh."

That's my life of late.

July has been busy, in mostly a good way.

We've been moving rocks from a big rock pile that we had.....making the place look neater, nicer.

We had this pile of huge rocks, with a wood chuck hole right in the center.  So DH and I have been moving rocks, 3 or 4 every morning, and maybe 3 or 4 after dinner.

They have accumulated rapidly, and the pile is almost gone.

It is wicked hard work though, and my back protests.
Oh, hell, my whole body protests, who am I kidding??

As you can see DH's treasured old mustang in in the garage......
so we decided to build a shed for the pellets.

It's tucked in next to the barn, and it's perfect.
Simple, but will do the job.

Lois and Claire and I went blueberry picking.....it was a sunny, lovely day, but next time I will go earlier.  It got a little hot.

I picked 7 and a half quarts.

I made these amazing scones, and put the rest in the freezer.

I just finished this, for middle daughter's birthday in August, and it's ready to be quilted.

L and I went to our friend Bonnie's for lunch.......it's the most peaceful place in the world, and it's always a nice time.

On Thursday my first born daughter came up with a chair that I had given her a while back......a wing back, with the ottoman.

I covered the ottoman and the chair cushion last week, but we had to cover the chair.

Keep in mind that NEITHER of us has ever covered a chair.
We were totally winging it. (snort)
I did the sewing, but she was working on other stuff the whole time.  We worked at it from 10am to 5:30 pm with just a short lunch break.

We wished this WAS wine.
I gotta tell ya, I totally understand the high cost of upholstery.
It's a bitch of a job.

Ta da.
We did it.  And while I would caution you not to look too closely, it looks pretty darn good to me.
She's happy with it.

So we finished and she and granddaughter went home.

About 20 minutes later, DH, who has been tired out and not feeling well for a few days, had some sort of hour long event, scared me silly, and changed the course of the day.
I thought I was going to collapse on the sofa, but instead I spent the next 7 hours in the ER.

He was admitted to the hospital, and that's where he still is.   I am about to go back there, hoping he will come home today.

They are still not sure if he had another stroke (he had one 6 years ago), or if it was some weird kind of seizure activity.  I am hoping to talk to the neurologist today.
I waited there until 8pm last night, and he didn't show.

L and I had three shows planned and paid for, the first of which is today in Blue Mountain Lake, about an hour and a half north.
There was no way I could go.
But her sister C volunteered to do it with Lois, if it was ok with me, and that's where they are headed right now.
To haul and set up, and do a day long show for me.
Friends like that: priceless.  I don't even know what to say.

 Just proves, once again, that no matter how hard or frightening or uneven the ground is that you are walking on, there is reason to look up.
There is beauty and good all around.

And sometimes, it is right in front of you.