Today is Monday and we are having a relaxing day reading and sewing are on the agenda for today.
I promised you all a picture of my quilt I am making for my precious Sophia for Christmas. After about 70 hours or more of hand sewing it is done enough for me to take a couple pictures of it for you. The edging isn’t done yet but I have what I am going to put on it for a ruffle so you get the whole gist of it.
I have close up of one of the princess to show you the detail in it.
This was all done with transparent thread so many times I felt like I was sewing the Emperors New Clothes not seeing the thread at all. I am very proud of it though I think I did a great job hopefully my edging ruffle comes out like I hope it should. The back is a pink striped flannel and I will do the top border with the flannel so my sweet granddaughter won’t have to contend with a ruffle in her face when she is trying to sleep.
I’m going to apologize to Sophia right now because she is not the first to sleep with this blanket for comfort.
Miss Gradie had found this a very comfortable spot.
Day54:
On Tuesday Ms Shirley and her friends went off on a short trip to Mexico, I don’t want to lie here so I will tell you she brought back some Tequila for Margaritas at cocktail hour.
Mike and I went touring here in Yuma. We went to a very historic place that sort of left me unsettled for a bit.
We went to the Yuma Territorial Prison.
I usually am fascinated with history and the way things used to be. Always thankful I live in the 21st century. But something about this place left me chilled.
The museum part was fine and had a lot of good artifacts from the prison. And I learned that this was a very humane place and had electricity and a hospital it cared about its inmates.
But…..
When I stepped into one of these small cells I just had a very eerie feeling come over me. I stepped in to a couple others after and didn’t get the same vibe, even the dark cell where you went if you needed to be punished.
After the prison we continued to tour a bit.
The bridge behind this bridge is known as the “Ocean to Ocean Bridge” because it completed the span across the Colorado River totally connecting the east coast to the west coast by roadway without the use of ferries.
We then traveled on to another Museum.
This place had an original house and area of the Quartermaster and how they lived back in the day. Fascinating how crude some of these places were and they were considered comfortable. The dirt floors always get me. The Quartermaster’s house was very elegant though and didn’t have dirt floors.
By the time we got back home the trek to Mexico was over and it was time for cocktail hour. Always the highlight of my day.
Day 55:
Wednesday morning I baked my famous homemade pumpkin pie. After all that strenuous work I decided to tour the neighborhood here were we are staying for a bit.
This is our site. Our closest neighbors moved out today so I had a much better shot but you can see how close they are and how small.
I like the trees here they are large, branchy and the leaves are tiny I hope to find out what kind they are before I leave here. I do know they are like an evergreen and the name begins with an “F”, that narrows it down nicely.
We have the Colorado River at the end of our street. It is not large and impressive here like it has been and here it is hidden with all these reedy things. 
There is a very nice dog walking path that is landscaped very well.
That is the end of my tour…
I intend to sit out and enjoy the sunshine while I work on the top edge of Sophia’s Quilt and wait for happy hour.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and we all will over eat. I intend to call my kids later to make sure they all have plans for the day and if they are cooking that their turkey is thawed.
Until tomorrow,
Marie 
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