49 Years Plus 1 Day

Dearly Beloved and I celebrated our 49th wedding anniversary yesterday. We had a low-key celebration--take-out Chinese and a technicolor performance by Mother Nature, who brought a thunderstorm with high winds. Actually, we have a large limb leaning against the privacy fence around the deck, and smaller limbs and lots of pine cones on the deck itself.

I am drawing no comparisons with our marriage, although there are some who might.

Meanwhile, I have been resting my wrist for most of the week. Despite that, there has been some stitching done. Very little stitching, but some.

One thread at a time, and the lettering for No Place Like Home is finished. I do like the little brown fox. And, yes, the spiral trellis has yet to be done. I'm going to wait to add those until I cut the pieces apart and can work that in hand.

I had planned to do a lot of finish-finishing this week, but sadly, the only thing that is assembled is the sausage pincushion for Carmen's Etui. And we did most of that in class.

BDE says it looks like a corn dog in fancy dress. I am withholding comment.

Before it gets any hotter, I'm going to pick up branches and sling pine cones off the deck, then sweep up what's left. Quite frankly, staying married for 49 years was excitement enough for yesterday.