A real mish mosh.
by chuckofish
Happy Wednesday, readers!
As I write this, it’s Tuesday. The birthday of Meriwether Lewis. You can read a previous post about this American explorer here. As a resident of Jefferson City, living walking distance to the Missouri River, I frequently think about ol’ Lewis and Clark and what it must have been like to be on that expedition. Does that make me weird? So be it.
But really, the river is so big. And the area was so wild. I mean I get nervous when I travel to areas of southern Missouri where there’s no cell phone reception.
In other news, my sewing repertoire continues to grow. I made these cute little booties that kind of look like baby Toms.
Hopefully, little Katie’s feet will fit through the small foot holes. 😂
I also watched this short documentary on YouTube recently. Quilters are an interesting bunch.
I thought I’d wrap up this mish mosh of a post with this song that is very my vibe of late.
dual personalities 
Well, you have to admit, those quilters are joy-filled!
I couldn’t get the videos to load, but I do love a mish mosh and especially love those booties! Katiebelle is so lucky to have a personal stylist as an aunt ❤
“personal stylist” ❤️
I share this Lewis and Clark feeling around a big river. I think about the first Europeans when crossing the James River around Norfolk or Currituck Sound to get to the Outer Banks. The air seems misted with salt, and the banks are so wooded—they could contain anything! It’s still a little terrifying.
I think it’s cool that you think about Lewis and Clark and I often find myself thinking about such people. Also, I LOVE those booties!