Mom has rediscovered her set of blocks. She fancied them up with some beads. I love her color combination here, so don't be surprised if it shows up as a colorway.
It was a disappointing weekend. We tried baling Friday, but it was too wet, so we thought we'd give it another day. Saturday was cloudy and very humid, so the extra day really did nothing for it. The neighbors baled the hay anyway, because we were sure to get more rain Saturday night and Sunday. Some of the bales were dryer than others, but it was already sprinkling a little when they finished up, so they just brought it all back to their place. They left a couple of the wetter bales for me to feed right away, which I did. I opened them immediately, and they were already hot. There wasn't much hay to begin with, and I fear that the hay we did get will mold. They have enough animals that they can feed it to, but it leaves me with no hay from this cutting basically. Or about 100 bales short of what I need for the winter. All I can do is hope for a third cutting. Right now I am reciting George Carlin's list of words you can't say on TV.
The even more distressing part of the weekend is that Mom is breathing hard again. We'll be heading back to the clinic.
3 comments:
Hope your mom feels better soon. Her latest art piece is spectacular--reminds me of the Greek Islands! Sucks about the hay--will keep fingers crossed for a third cut. BTW, I'm the other Annie connecting from Rachael's blog (Yarnagogo). Nice to meet you!
Oh no. I hope your mom feels better soon. Her art sure is neat! I like the colors too.
Annie,
This Joe from CA, I am sorry your mom is feeling poorly, I hope all turns well.
God Bless,
Joe & Lynn
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