:~) There's Freecycle, and then there's MudCycle.

In a box next to me are the envelopes various Catters (and other similar types) have sent me, originally containing various much-appreciated items. Of course I use 'em to send on stuff to keep the cycle going. Some of these have been hither and quite yon. There was a time when these anticipated packages were the motivation to get me out of the chair, down the painful steps, and out to the mailbox-- into the sunshine. Nowadays I bop in and out quite easily and often, but I do love exchanging "stuff."


I just came in from patching a sheet for the camper. The bunk-slides used to snag the feets-ends of sheets when we pushed them in, and after a botched repair doen inside the camper during the vacay I decided the easiest way to reconstruct the maze of rips properly would be to do it ON the bunk. Sheet on the bunk, and me on a stool outside, beneath the bunk, to get at it. Basted up quick and easy, and then I brought it in to add the over-patch left over from some matching pillowcases I'd cut down from king to standard. Why today? The patch showed up in the wash, and it's a sunny but cool, breezy day. Much cooler now than on the southern Ohio vacay!

(Bob's my uncle.)

~Susan