Our relationship isn't going well. It's not you, it's me. The 152 was too ghosty and the 407 I'm using is too dull. The original has more pronounced color even on its darker linen. Far too much to remove, I'm too lazy to start over. Maybe the stronger colors at the bottom will allow us to reconcile.
I am switching to The Primitive Needle's Crescent Angel this evening for a break. Larger than I want, so ending this under 1632, moving bottom border up beneath it.
Also saw this darling snowman, a free chart on her website.
Dinner went well. We had a nice time together, but sad. Missing our sisters who were always the queens of this gathering. And one of my cousins has dementia. Of my very small group of cousins, three have died, three have dementia. I have 12 for dinner on Saturday (that's a lot of ravioli).
At the same time, the landscapers showed up. Added soil to raised bed areas, used the rest of the barn stones. This little brat thinks we made giant litter boxes.
My back and side are worse. I can't help with leaves now. Husband is exhausted doing it alone but no pills or patches are helping. Landscapers removed my swing last week for easier access. When they hung it back, two of the four links weren't secured, and down I went. May have caused the worsening symptoms, even though fine when it happened. The swing survived too.
Beautiful weather this week but too much to do to enjoy it.
Be safe everyone.
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