30°f/-1C, snow flurries. Cold and mostly cloudy all day, but the stiff of snow soon melted.
We hadn't planned to go out today, but our son messaged that a friend of his had a lot of Depression glass left behind by his ex-wife a while back that he wanted to get rid of. So off we went!
Along the way to his house: old schoolhouse, or old church?
There were boxes and boxes of glass, but it was almost all clear glass which does not sell well these days. So I have a big sorting job to do tomorrow. Some will go on ebay, a little to the booths, the rest to the thrift.
Before we left though, I made a batch of snickerdoodle cookies because what guy doesn't like snickerdoodles? It was a small gift for so much glass, but he was thrilled. Derek was happy to get a dozen too! I use the Betty Crocker recipe, which is in my old cookbook, but here is a link to the same recipe online. So simple, and so good!
Since we were out we stopped at our favorite café and caught up with several good friends there. How nice it is when you know almost every single person in a place! Lots of conversation, and a shock to find that one man that we had not seen in a while had had a major heart attack and open heart surgery back in October. Somehow that news missed us, but he is doing well and has certainly made some adjustments to his too-busy life.
I was saddened by news that came via email that another friend had lost her husband to pancreatic cancer. What heartbreak for her. I planned to call her when we got home, but was surprised to run into her at the grocery store with her son. It was a teary meeting, and I did not hurry; we talked a long while right there in the store. Forty-seven years of marriage; my heart breaks for her.
On the way home I snapped a couple quick photos of paintings on two empty storefronts by a local art student. I had to do some editing and couldn't quite crop out the van's mirror, but I think you can still appreciate her work.













