. . . . . with my parents. I am helping my mother clean up a sewing room, a friend of theirs who is in advanced stages of Alziemers. She may have been sick earlier than was thought because "junk" was coming home and being tossed into the pile. Think of the Hoarder shows, it's frightening to see it in person. In bout 3 days of work (weeks apart) my mom and I have taken out a dozen bags of garbage, a dozen bags of good will donations and the same in recycles, and we are half done (this is way too much for my mom to do and having company helps). This was a beautiful, organized room at one time and mom's friend was very talented (I have some Christmas decor of hers). It is so hard to see her and know that she is locked up inside with no hope. We will help put on a garage sale to get the good stuff out: fabric, notions, machines, everthing knitting, baskets, art supplies, bookshelf (full), silk flowers, tools, crafting. OMG! Makes me want to finished a few projects!
I did enjoy time with my parent, it's never enough because visiting is restricted to summer. Mom and I watched 4 deer playing which was fun. A mom, her baby and her twins from last year. The baby wanted to play and mom tried so hard to drive them away with kicking and blocking. I forgot my camera a home, does no good there! Loved it! and had a good visit.
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