Dearly Beloved and I are in Williamsburg. I'm here for Jeannine's Gathering of Embroiderers. He's here to wander around the historic district, take naps, and go out to dinner.
We have been unpacking and I have discovered, much to my dismay, that the camera, spare battery, battery charger, and cord are all very carefully stashed in their carry case, which is sitting on the drop leaf table by the wing chair. At home. Not here.
I have just frantically checked my stitching bag and (whew!) it appears that the necessary supplies, including scissors, needles, and magnifier, are all present and accounted for.
So, there won't be class pictures at all and no project pictures until we're home again.
I just hope the camera is all I forgot . . .