Here in Texas it goes from cold to hot like the flip of a switch, and today is hot, in the high-80s. As will tomorrow be, so I'll finish my mowing in the morning. Today I tackled a part of the yard where my garden usually resides; I took down some short green metal fence posts and my next job will be to shift the soil along the line and push it into specific raised beds instead of having all of that soil spread where it was part of a much larger garden (it was up against some 2x12 planks for several years; now I'm planning to confine the garden to smaller but better weeded areas).

Some years ago my sister mailed me boxes of fabric that constituted part of my mother's stash - most of it had been used the the next-to-last house she lived in, the one where I spent about half of my school years. We sewed a lot back then. Mom smoked a lot and that house was built into a moist hillside so it was always musty. I left it in the boxes for a long time, but finally took it out, and decades later that stash was still smoky/musty. It has been through several washes and finally is "normal." The oxyclean seems to have tipped the scale; anyway, this will be part of the mask operation.

Last night I took the large outside fluffy cloth case that had held some kind of fiber for an expired dog bed and folded it in half and sewed it into now double-layer case. The original fiber came to pieces in the dryer; for this half-size bed I had some of the padded fabric from the previous dog-resistant couch cover that was folded several times and inserted; I sewed it closed (no zippers, this is a rough job and who knows how long before Cookie drags it out the dog door and destroys it—though I did spray it with that Yuck! stuff to discourage her.) This will go in the closet doorway in my office where Pepper hunkers down during thunder storms.