Tuesday was packed, largely with men, their worlds crisscrossing.
The landscapers roared around, flinging cut off foliage everywhere. Then Gary and Contractor Michael arrived to, blessedly, take the new doors out of the living room, so Michael could fix the hinges and doorknobs and fit them outside.
Next Gary will paint them and, I guess he or Michael will rehang.
In the middle of this, Emil arrived for my last PT session, walking, learning new moves and plans to continue on my own. I graduated! So I rang the bell! My Lenox glass bell.
It's official!Soon after, Handsome Son came to visit, and we had an afternoon on the deck with tea and the last of the cake I'd saved for him in the freezer.
He went off to a meeting, then I caught up with Textiles and Tea, with Geri Forkner, mixed media artist, nuno felter and weaver.
She's mainly a teacher of all age groups and makes a wide variety of fiber art samples to teach from and demonstrate.
One ongoing project has been over 20 years in progress, daily tiny weavings of found objects and materials.
She's stitched them together and exhibits them as strips, sometimes in a natural setting.
Her nuno, wet, wool felting becomes clothing and objects such as the fish you see.
She's done work on electronic fabrics using LED lights in her weaving, with foil bags, teabags, an array of unlikely and interesting objects. Next for her? 3D chickens in nuno felt!
Always learning, here she's in Canyon Chelle, taking a class from two Navajo sisters who grew up there.
And teaching, here she's teaching nuno felting to a class of design students in Bangkok.
She's got endless curiosity and willingness to try whatever's next, great fun to spend time listening to her.
And then it was evening. Egg sandwich for supper, maybe even do the dishes, or maybe not get carried away. Never a dull moment.






























































