I went from one project to another all day Sunday. I have a bunch of afghan squares drying, laundry done, Christmas Cards dealt with (I save letters from year to year and most photos), and more stuff sorted upstairs. The year 1927 is all done in the Farm Diaries and I began 1928. Two years to go...the end is in sight! Maybe.
After all we must eat to survive the Winter! Just like this fat ole squirrel.
Far Guy is still very short of breath, if I had three eyes they would all be on him. One day at a time.