Good afternoon, dear readers!
Whilst digging through the Atelier, I came upon a picture I had put up for safe keeping.
This is my grandfather, Truett Moore, and his faithful partner "Duke", a huge Catahoula Cur. Papaw died many years ago, but left quite an impression upon me. Not because of his size- Papaw was a mountain of a man with very large hands- but by the way he simply was himself. Papaw was happiest sitting outside in the yard or in the woods, whittlin' a piece of wood with his Cur by his side. He always had time for me, his "sugar doll", and showed by example how to live a quiet life and work with your hands. I cannot read IThessalonians 4:11, and not think of him.
I also love to work with my hands and require the companionship of a fine dog. Papaw always said that there was something about Catahoulas and now I truly know what he meant. Rosie Fey is my constant companion. She goes everywhere with me and makes life most interesting. She has learned that tatting thread is NOT a toy and that when I am tatting, she is not to bite at the thread or the needle- no matter how tempting. Walks in the Piney Woods are so much better with Rosie Fey at my side. Seeing her experience the woods is a pleasure. I like to think Papaw would be pleased with how I choose to live my life. I miss him immensely!
I am in the process of packaging all of the culled thread to send to it's recipients later this week and have been sorting through the multitude of button jars in the Atelier. And... I have been working on another FREE pattern! The counts are still giving me fits, but I will get them figured out. I hope to get the pattern up this week, but may have to do it next week. You never know how my tatting mojo will flow!
Rosie Fey is telling me it's time for our afternoon walk. May you have a wonderful day & until tomorrow~