Even so the World’s grey Soul to the green World Perchance one hour must cry: “Woe’s me, for whom Inveteracy of ill portends the doom, — Dante Gabriel Rossetti, after a long period of illness in the springtime of 1873
Sorry to be not MISSING in Action, but OUT of Action – have been down with a respiratory ailment for more than a month (I was warned when I first got it by several people that I’d have it for up to six weeks. Flu symptoms, fever, hacking cough, sinus migraines, etc. I absolutely refused to believe them, and did everything in my power to get better in the first 10 days. Then I realized they were right and just gave up!)
WEAR MASKS AND WASH YOUR HANDS EVERY WHERE YOU GO WHEN IN PUBLIC!
Anyway, slowly getting back to some work outside and baked bread for the first time today since the week after Easter! Richard’s been enjoying eating store-bought ka-ka, but that’s gotta stop!
Soon you can ‘look forward’ to the long-ago-promised blog posting re: Mom’s weaving and braiding, a more in-depth look at the how-tos, as some of the Homesteaders who follow this may be interested. And after that, a posting on how well our basement grow-op did this year compared to last… and after that, some visitors who’ll be helping ’round the farm… and after that, some of the cross-country course and wedding site decor we’ve been adding to… oh, and the new chicken coop, and the…
as a tease to tide you over until I can get a bit ‘caught up’ around here and am able to write: Here’s a high school friend of mine with one of Mom’s new bedside cozies, which will feature in the next posting coming SOON: