Memorial Day 2015

Today feels like a Saturday.  When you are retired everyday is Saturday according to DH.  A boy across the street had his Boy Scout uniform on all ready to march in the Memorial Day parade.  I remember those days.  Alas, kids grow up and move on to other things and places.

The bathrooms are clean, there is no holiday when it comes to cleaning.
What did I do yesterday?
The lawn on Christmas is Coming is done!  Yeah, on to other things.

I got almost to the end of one side's edging on Friesland.  So I'm more than 25% done.

 See how nice and neat the edging looks on the back.

 The front looks good too.

Then I realized I had an error of the counting kind on A Case of Indian Ink.  Rats.  I had to take out half of the side I just finished.  ARGH.  Oh well, it is better than having to stitch the whole thing over again.

Sandra asked me where I display my finishes.  The answer is in the dining room.  There are three cabinets.  One has china in it.

 Two have stitching things in them.

Maybe I will have a shelf by shelf tour of the curios when I get back from A Stitcher's Gathering.  I get my hair done tomorrow and then leave on Wednesday morning.  I've got my fingers crossed that BFF can join me there for more adventures.
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