I had Friday afternoon off & the house to myself. I was a happy quilter & got all my homework done. I posted on FB & IG, but will refrain here until Wednesday when I’ll have at least one more to share.
I’m not entirely sure what I did on Saturday, but I enjoyed being home & putzing around my house. I got the cleaning bug on Sunday, starting in the bathroom, and continuing in the front room. I also took a nap (both days). And made dinner (both days). I even got a head start on tonight’s dinner by cooking the chicken that I’ll need! Who am I?

This arrangement of three bookshelves is in our front room. They used to be in my Little Working Museum, but had to be moved when we decided to re-install the French doors. They’re a little bit of a catch-all & hold everything from family photos & handiwork, to collections of oil lamps & buttons, cremains of Mickey (our beagle) in a Mason jar wrapped with her leash & Naomi (Sharon’s Siamese cat) in a beautiful urn that Sharon made, all the jigsaw puzzles that a Japanese company once made from some of Rusty’s paintings… lots of little gee-gaws.
The new me that’s emerged over the past few months decided that it’s enough to tackle one of those three units at any given time (when the spirit moves).


Before on the left, after on the right. I mean, it’s still a lot, but I culled a big stack of mostly knitting books, and a few other things. I went through that cardboard file box for about the third or fourth time & recycled a lot of old printed knitting patterns — some of which I made & won’t make again, some of which I know I’ll never make — all of which could probably be relocated elsewhere now, and probably will be. A few years ago, there were three or four of those boxes, so progress. There’s some room on the next set of shelves, now, and it’ll all get arranged with a bit more breathing room in the end — look a little more intentional (even curated? haha).

Everything got a much-needed (to say the least) dusting. Those turned wood pieces made by my dad sit on the top & are obviously never disturbed! There’s a wood airplane on the middle shelf in the before picture, which I’ve put elsewhere for now, but there’s a little peg-man pilot that fits into a little hole… he’s been missing for a while (the kids… well, just Davy these days) play with that from time to time. It’s not really a toy, but tell that to a kid. It used to be my mom’s, and my kids played with it, too. Landing gear & wings have all been repaired at various times. Anyway, I found the pilot hidden behind some stuff!
Speaking of Dave…

This adorable set of photos was suggested to me by FB or Google the other day. That’s obviously an adorable & impish Davy on the bottom, and one of my grandmother’s brothers on the top, ca 1920 or so — Davy’s 3rd great uncle!












