So where did I leave off? Oh, yes, I think I was getting ready to leave for another quilting retreat, this time a small one at our friend Dotty's cabin just outside Yosemite. This is the 20th year in a row we have had this retreat and each year is so special.
The sunset on Thursday evening was spectacular.
It is about a 40-minute drive, and the damage from the Ferguson Fire last summer was way too evident. Actually, we were fortunate to have the retreat this year, as the fire came extremely close to Dotty's cabin.
Dotty, Vicki, Ruth, Maggie, me
Hurray! Much sewing was accomplished the next couple of days!
Vicki made this adorable dress for her kitty-loving granddaughter (among many other things she made--she is always very productive).
Ruth made some great things as well--and I'm not sure where those pictures are. :(
Maggie mostly did paperwork this weekend...as well as a couple of precarious things--changing the clock to the correct time:
Walking the plank to see the inside of this new cabin.
Again, this is one of the weekends I cherish the most during the year--such special friends.
When I got back home, it seemed like forever since I had spent time with my grandkids. So during the first week back I took each of them out on a date. Charlotte and I went out for pizza (and I forgot to take a picture during dinner, but took one later in the week).
If you are at all squeamish at the sight of needles, skip through the next couple of pictures. I've been getting acupuncture treatments for severe arthritis in my thumb. I'm not yet sure how effective it is, but Mark says I haven't been complaining as much.
Mark and I went to a craft fair on Mother's Day. A local artist had a booth with folded-page books that were amazing. I didn't hesitate for a minute before I grabbed this one.
Before they stopped by with flowers and a really nice card, these came to my phone. They make me smile.
Levi chose Missouri.
But I can't leave with a couple of funny things, right?
Haha, number 1. The night before I left for Yosemite, Mark and I were in the E.R. for about six hours with my father, for a check-up as he had fallen and struck his head (he is fine). I can't even remember how I found this picture, but it seemed appropriate for an E.R.