The neighborhood streetlights are on outside. It's been dark as night since 3 o'clock when the first line of thunderstorms moved through. Poor kitty climbed up and curled around my neck and (I -edit) turned off the tv and just watched the wind and the water. We had a couple of good cracks that had to be over by the community pool and the thunder lasted an eternity. Had another line move through, but that one was just a tad south of us. Tornado warnings, severe thunderstorm warnings, flash flooding.
No stitching for me while all this is going on. Just can't concentrate.
Only three of us at Thursday morning stitching group. One friend brought a family sampler stitched in 1827 by a 10 year old. I'm going to see if I can find out any info for her and she's going to work recovering the family genealogy that she loaned to a family member. The linen count was fairly large, like maybe 24 ct.
I continue to work on the sashing for Stars. I'm going to be dreaming in light blue.
Okay. Getting off the computer now. Here comes another line of storms...
Bonnie's right. If my kitty could turn off the tv on purpose he'd be pretty darn talented. And that's what happens when you hit publish without proofreading.