Been experiencing muscle fatigue—covid tests were negative. That was my first experience with the nostril test and of course I jerked back making it more uncomfortable. Ah well.
I’m working on my son’s 30th birthday rug again. I had put it away as the colours and style weren’t singing to me.
I’m a primitive gal at heart but my son isn’t a big fan. Scrolling the net for ideas, I decided to use the arts and crafts movement style. Posters from that era depict black outlined graphics and fewer shades of colour. It seems to be working so far with my design.
I’ve taken liberties with the colour of the leaves.
Oak leaves turn brown and drop off or hang out until spring. The initials in the leaves are all the places he’s lived. We moved LOTS as young marrieds
with lots of schooling.
The shadow across the acorn is my camera.
I’ve long thought of my son along with that quote.
He was even born at Fair Oaks hospital!
Got a roast with loads of veg on for today, and
a walk to challenge my tired muscles and a
call to mom because dad emailed that she’s having a rough mental health/covid day.
I believe mental health issues will plague us for many
years due to this damned pandemic.
Create and do something positive.
I watered my house plants!
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