I’m not a blue person. I have tried to like blue, but I don’t. Well, I like denim. I have several pairs of blue jeans and a couple of blue denim jackets, but shirts and blouses don’t work for me. This morning, I put on a light blue cotton shirt to go walking. I’ve had it for several years and it still looks new. I had bought a few long sleeved cotton shirts to take to Florida when I was sent down for a week as a Subject Matter Expert. It was February and I was suffering from “winter skin” that I needed to keep covered. I had a very hard time finding anything and not much time to do it. So I settled for the blue. I tried to perk it up with one of my flamboyant pins. I wound up going down there about four times helping to computerize training sessions. I became known as “The Pin Lady” which is much better than “Boring Light Blue Shirt Lady”. Every time I went I took my gaudiest pins and no one seemed to notice anything else I was wearing.
Anyway—-my neighbor was out walking her dog at the same time we were. She remarked at how much she liked my shirt. I said something about giving to Goodwill or would she like it. She said, “Yes. I’ll take it.” So I think that I will do some cutting and sewing on it so that it will fit her better.
I haven’t been able to get close enough yet. They are very protective and my cats don’t help matters any.
I only did two rows of this navy blue. It started getting really thin so I backtracked to where it was still thick and changed yarn.
Now she’s catching up on her sleep.
Here is how it looked this afternoon.
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 
