Poor Gracee Mae was stung by a bee right above her left eye. I grew up with a schnauzer and a retired Naval officer Dad. Now there’s a combination. My dad taught the dog to salute. The will make sense, I promise. Gracee tired herself out saluting today, actually swatting at her sting for a good portion of the day. Poor girl managed to nap.
The guys disturbed a bee’s nest while excavating for their adult Lego project, the Allen block retaining wall around our house. Chuck keeps adding to the design and I’m beginning to shift from thinking of it as the big Lego project to construction of the Great Wall. Yesterday they moved a boulder using a series of pipes to roll it away. I now have insight as to how the pyramids were built.
I’m nearing completion of Mari’s poncho, a quick and easy project. These photos don’t do it any justice. Can wait to get it off the needles:

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