Shortly after Christmas my husband bought himself a new toy. An old Pfaff sewing machine. Why? Because I wasn't thrilled with his plan to use my machine (newer and not as sturdy) to sew new canvas for the boat.
This man can do almost anything. He looked at videos on line about how to sew canvas covers, bought the supplies and stitched away, installing heavy duty zippers and snaps with aplomb. I'm impressed.
It was sort of cozy for a few weeks, his sewing machine at one end of the dining room table and mine at the other. We made a rule that my stuff couldn't cross the centre line - likewise for his.
Isn't this magnolia pretty? So creamy, but with a few lines marring the petals - probably from the weather. Hey, we all look a little marred with age, don't we?
This husband of mine recently had a birthday. We celebrated over a couple of weeks, while family was in town and then more quietly on the day.
My sons-in-law are wonderful fellows. The one in the photo above is doing dishes. They both do dishes, willingly, as do my son and husband. Lovely men.
For his birthday breakfast, I made Dawna's Cinnamon Roll Cake. Oh my. It was delicious. I halved the recipe with great success. Thanks, Dawna.
Cake rarely, if ever, is eaten at breakfast here. But it made a nice counterpart to the bacon and scrambled eggs alongside.
And more pretty flowers. I've decided that pink tulips are my favorite, although the yellow ones are close behind. Oh, but then there are white ones. Too hard to choose, I'll just like them all.
Two days of teaching done this week, and it's a short week, as is the next. I love being with the students, but full time does cut into things like housework, cooking, sewing and blogging. Still, it's a season and it will end.
I'm sipping a mug of honeyed warm milk before publishing this and heading off to bed. Nighty-night!