I bought a big bag of potatoes and it’s growing eyes like crazy. Other foods rot. Potatoes want to see.
Bill Callahan, Letters to Emma Bowlcut
Gargoyle Chip Report VIII
Oops! I missed this one on Saturday. Of all the times! For I have good news, of moderate joy.
Of the three gargoyles I started with, one is finished!
The worn-out bedsheets have, over the last several weeks, been split, turned, seamed, hemmed, darned, patched, and this last week I finished the last line of stitching. They’re washed, dried and ready to go back on the bed. (I don’t think I’ve ever slept on a middle-seamed sheet before – we’ll see how it goes.)
Other progress:
curtains – method of attack decided (wish me luck!)
rose quilt – no progress.
Any good news of joy, moderate or otherwise, in your camps?
If You Were a Vegetable…
…what veggie would you be?
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Or, if that’s a bit too much to think about on a Monday, try this one: do you consider yourself ambitious?