Friday.

The pictures are all from Daliah Hill in Midland Michigan.

I had such a crazy beginning today.  It was Saturday for at least 20 minutes.  I was sure.  Then I figured it out.  I did the Eric thing.  A trip to the drugstore to get medicine.  I wanted the reminder calls to stop.  45  minutes after getting home I got another one thinking it needed to be ignored.  Well, that was wrong as well.  I stayed home till the afternoon.  


I dug out more scrap fabric to see if they could be added to the bags.  I found some but the patchers were too small.More bags are on the cutting table. Those are finished, todays not.  Amazon made their delivery in the afternoon and the stack of little bags is growing.  


Yesterday after the memorial service I went into the banner closet and brought home banners we are hanging for Easter Sunday.  Patty H. made this set years ago and it was time to use them again.  They got a grand inspection and an ironing and are ready to return to church tomorrow.  One inch closer to Easter.  Things are falling in place in my head.  I need to get it on paper.  No panic feeling.  Easter comes regardless and folks like whatever visual seems to be in place.  There is plenty to choose from.



The day has been filled with rain.  I did take a walk with rain falling.  Just checking to see if more dormancy has been broken. It's such an early spring?  Or warm winter?  I can't figure it out, but I'll take it if there are no cold snaps coming our way.  


The finger continues to improve.  Smaller bandage today and I'm really proud of the healing rate and the fact that I can use that finger with no ouch !  

It was an evening of sewing along with some TV.   

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