Hello and welcome to Sunday Sevens on
Sunday Sevens, devised by the lovely Natalie over at Threads and Bobbins, is a great way to share your week (or a couple of weeks…) by posting photos that don’t necessarily call for a whole post of their own. Check it out to see how you can join in.
Spring is springing!
In spite of some still chilly evenings, I do believe spring is finally here! Tender beginnings on the first front yard tree to bloom.
This is the one I’ve been waiting for so anxiously. You may remember its scary dormant state, a far cry from this brilliant green becoming fuller each day.
And what in the world are these things? They look like some sort of alien landscape, and will be about 2 feet high in a few days. Not a fan.
Walking around the neighborhood
Clearest, bluest skies imaginable!
Does anyone recognize these? Mom picked one up, waved it at me, and chanted “Obbly obbly onker….my first conker!” Had I reacted properly, we’d have had a little conker (sword) fight on the curb.
Our City likes to jazz up the mundane. Here is a traffic signal all decked out.
Are you talking to me?
Unless it’s a call to dinner, Ms Freida prefers to be uninterrupted.
Lake Ontario shoreside
We took mom for a ride/walk out in the sunshine. This old place has been around since over 70 years, and hubby went there as a kid for “hots”, which is the local way of saying hot dogs. We sat outdoors at old picnic table and enjoyed a hot, for old time’s sake.
Ready for 5K
Nazareth College hosted a 5k run/walk for charity. We were walking for Gigi’s Playhouse, which is a soon-to-be-built facility for people with Down Syndrome. A worthy cause, a lot of fleet-footed runners and not-so-fleet-footed walkers, a gorgeous campus, and a glorious day!
Believe it or not, my new (temporary) sewing room is seeing some action! My machine was relocated from the dining table to a corner of the laundry room upstairs. It sits on one utility table, and two raised utility tables are cinched together for a cutting/folding table. Happy stitching to me.
Getting out the vote
Our polling place for the presidential primary is at a neighborhood elementary school. Since school was in session, there was an official door-opener, and she didn’t appreciate me taking a photo, so this was hastily snapped.
That’s all for today, gang. Hope your week is most marvelous!