I was working on a project in the sewing room when I heard Ron calling from the bedroom. I got to a good stopping place and walked in to find a very interesting scene.
Ironically, everyone stayed put long enough for me to tromp downstairs, find the camera, and come back to take a picture. Usually when the cats hear me clomping downstairs, they run after me, especially mine, because she loves to do this when I'm sitting at the computer:
While I'm at it, I'll show you a picture of the project I was working on, for Ronna's new baby. (Ronna, if you're reading this, sorry I spoiled the surprise!) Of course I still have to clean it up and remove the stabilizer, etc... but this is the gist.
"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years."
*2017 Year in Review *
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