I hadn't even thought about the quilts she 's making, I just found the concept challenging. What would you say to a child or grandchild that would, or could serve as a message on your tombstone? How can we reduce our wisdom down to six words? It doesn't even have to be that much a wisdom, as a guideline for life--along the lines of " Don't eat yellow snow", although that one doesn't have six words.
After pondering my "The Old Summer Kitchen for about 36 hours, I now realize that I need to make a change, one that will probably take the rest of the day. Not to worry, I'll be able to get the rest of the housework done, as well. And we got an e-mail this morning telling us that there are 7 books waiting for us at the library. Whoops! At the end of June we got caught ordering too many and they had put 14 of them in a basket on the bottom shelf of the "reserved" books section, for us to pick up. Good for a smile and a giggle. David is still wading through those.
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