Tasha (my parents dog) was a good car rider Friday as we went to Warsaw, Mo to see Grandpa Stockton.
Grandpa will be 99 in August, but his health is not so great right now.
Aunt Katie and Saltbox Primitives are also in Warsaw, so we managed a little shopping, too.
Saturday morning I went around the house and took some parting shots. A kitty wall hanging
And a kitty pillow
One more (pitiful) kitty
We drove through really bad weather Saturday afternoon on the way to the airport.
So scary when you see signs like this one:
Mom and Dad had me to the airport 3 hours early. One thing about Dad; he will never be late to anything. What do you do when all your sewing is packed in suitcases or already mailed home? Buy a novel of course, so I chose The Girl Who Played With Fire. It is great so far, but now that I am home I'd like to sew. And, dang it, you cannot do both!
So I am working on a summer spread for Grandpa Stockton. I am sure he does not need a quilt, but a lighter weight "spread" will do.
That's Grandma Stockton (deceased) and me in the photo. I was probably about 4 months old and the photo would have been taken before Mom and I went to Germany to be with Dad. I thought this a good choice for the center because I know how much he loves (loved) Grandma and he loves me, too.
We are his past and his future.