Checking in.

Hard to know where to start, when I haven't written a post since September.  Wow, I am 

pretty pathetic at this, clearly.

I've been experiencing more intense headaches, the worst in August and September and October, a bit better since then, but still a little nastier than I would like.

As I have often said in the past, I would commit to a #3 on a scale of 1-10, for the rest of my life, gladly.  But I don't have that choice, and sometimes, my headache just takes over.

Period.

I do the best I can.

Just a few photos of what I've been up to.

I used this round stone from an antique grinder, to make my "bird charcuterie board".

Can I just tell you, I load it up with black oil sunflower seed every day, and it is CLEAN by mid afternoon.

Sometimes I look out there and there are a happy group of mourning doves, enjoying

their new dining digs.

I put the rod in the seed cone on top, to keep it in place, but the rod fell right through it onto

the ground, so I fudged up the pots underneath it, to keep the rod where it belongs.

One day I had a huge raven taking over the menu, but he hasn't been back

after that one day.

Since the Megado is gone, I have done some rearranging.  I don't know if it's Feng Shui or not, but I know when it feels good to me.

And this feels good.

I made more room here too, just by moving my ironing board to the inside porch, 

just beyond a door, but not here, where it had become just a "surface" to collect whatever I decided to throw on it.

My next project is giving this triangle loom a go.  I've never used one, and I've 

always kind of wanted to, so when I got a real deal on this one, I grabbed it.

If I don't like it I will pass it on.

This antique quilt, which by the way is in pristine condition, was an 

early gift from my oldest daughter.

We happened apon it one day when we went to a local book/antique shop, and 

I fell in love with it.

Hand quilted, it was someone's treasure, and now it's mne.

The guild show was in November, and I did very well.  No complaints.  I took 114 towels, and came home with only 5.

Thanksgiving has come and gone, and now here it is almost Christmas.

Here's a photo of me, my oldest daughter, and my son in law hamming it up

for a photo.

I am always relieved when Christmas is over, it always seems so stressful working up to it.

But watching the kids with their gifts is usually worth it.

I recently went back through my blog looking for something in particular that one of my daughters asked me about.  While I was doing it, I was reminded of how great a collection of memories my blog is, and I experienced such a wave of gratitude that I started it, and kept up with it for  so long.

It is a treasure of photos and rememberances, of all the things that I love, and mostly, all the people that I have loved.

I came across posts about trekking across the country with my husband to fetch a loom, 

and Lois and I and her sister unloading a tractor trailer of sock waste in my driveway.

Some of it made me laugh, some brought tears, but it's all there.

My daughter asked me, " will your blog always be there?"   

I told her that unless Blogger goes away, I think it will be.

That makes me very happy.