Showing posts with label Audrey Roth paintings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Audrey Roth paintings. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 14, 2022

Eye news, stitching, cleaners and art

Yesterday's eye appointment was the one where he finally says l need to get cataract surgery in both eyes. He went on to say I'm now barely legal to drive, which came as a bit of a shock.  Just as well I've been driving only very locally anyway.

So, I don't care how experienced the surgeon he's referring me to,  how many friends have done this and been glad they did, or even the fact that he sends his own parents there, I'm still very anxious. 

This seems to be the year my body gets all caught up on its falling apart. He tells me that most people have had to do this surgery much younger than I, so I guess I've had a very good ride. But I want a longer ride!

Meanwhile, I did some pinning before stitching on the vest.  I can do close work which is puzzling, though reading except on the Kindle set to a large font, is difficult, a lot of letter distortions and jumping. He tells me that will be much improved, so that's good.

The current state of the vest


And since today is the cleaners, I'm out picking up envelopes at the PO, ready for shipping the next Sock Ministry Plus package, since I've cast on the last sock of the batch.

Then a nice art display at the library was just the ticket







I just picked a couple of favorites from a very strong show. Sorry about the reflections, and the occasional distortion. I'm not tall enough to get squarely in front of the paintings and there are windows everywhere. But I think you get the gist. It's good work.

I might bake a batch of raisin hot biscuits when I get home, and see if handsome Son, off today, not warm enough for the shore,  wants to visit,  to get updates on the help I'll need with appointments. 

I haven't a thing in the house to offer with a cup of tea, so I would like to do that. Considering the multiple rides I'll need.. He's willing and helpful, just don't want him to feel taken for granted.

So there we are, alternating between counting my blessings and panicking. 





Graphite stick, favorite tool, lines softened with a tortillon, fancy name for a twisted stick of soft paper.

Meanwhile, happy day everyone! Hang in, push for Trump's indictment, pray that SCOTUS has a rush of brains to the head, down with the oil profiteers!