I hope your family had a nice Thanksgiving.
This year Mr. Darcy himself, cooked a feast. I mean a real. BIG. Feast. I didn't have to do a thing but eat when it was all done. And even better he cleans as he goes along contrary to me making a mess all over the kitchen.
AND, oh my does he cook the best giblet gravy I've had in my life. I used to think my mother cooked the best, but I found someone that beats it. (sorry mama)
We have been watching movies and I've loaded several free kindle books to Gracie.
My progress on the As You Like It scarf is fairly well this week but we had some unexpected devastating news and we are dealing as best we can during the holidays. Knitting took a little backburner.
Knitting and designing do ground me and I hope that I can work on the next Monday mini this weekend to post Monday.
Even through the shock of bad news this week, I had managed to sell this picture. This was Mr. Darcy's and he wanted to sell it.
I found it interesting especially for local urban art near Atlanta, Ga. Actually, the longer I looked at it, I could see more value in it. More art quality to it. I don't know exactly how to explain it, but it had no special meaning for him, so to the sale pile it went.
We tried to sell it local but dealers said it was not worth even 15.00.
The more it sat around the homestead, and as I took pictures, I felt what the artist wanted the admirer to feel. But, this week, finally someone paid 91.00 for it. And we were very pleased.
This pic can show a few more details for those who love art and art history. The painter is H. Hargrove. I don't know much of his/her productions but you can lose yourself in the busy train station here in years long ago if you really look at it.
The frame was in very good condition. I loved the tin roof here.
A time when ladies were ladies.
We didn't think this would be valuable to anyone actually.
I guess as they say, what's one man's trash, is another man's treasure.
I'm glad it is going to a good home.