Life's a Stitch

Yesterday, a typical covidly quiet afternoon, when suddenly there was an exceedingly loud “thwack” against the side of the house. So loud I felt the house shudder ever so slightly. Earthquake? Exceptionally large bird strike? Nope. Picture this – the equivalent of a giant slingshot.

A garbage truck did a u-turn in front of our house, catching the cables above and stretching them until they released their stored elastic energy at great speed, making contact with the cable’s point of attachment on our house. Good thing there were no projectiles caught in the cable nor anybody on the sidewalk. That could have been one of those tragically random events that leaves people saying “whoa, you know your time is up when…”

The worst outcome was to be expected. No internet. So here I am blogging purely on phone power. And as nobody from the company has shown up, and we’re heading into a weekend, my hopes of repair are waning. What was my first clue? They don’t give you a Monday backup appointment for nothing.

What I was planning on posting, prior to the distraction: 

After three tries I was pleased with the results. Inspiration and technique learned from instructor David R. Smith.