Round-a-bout

 Congratulate Fio! That weird looking steak that she decided to give a chance to turned out to be wonderful--and she'd still got about half a pound more of it.  

We're all sort of down about having to go back to masks again, but it's better than ending up in the hospital...or the morgue. Will this plague never end?

Fiorella is still stashing away all her frames--three boxes of them--and then there are the unfinished paintings that have to be sorted.

Your girl found a photo that someone had taken of her and Husband hawking her talents at an art show on what used to be Town Lake long ago and there it was--a painting that she's been wondering about through the years. It was of a young black girl in a pink dress that that the family had commissioned Fio to do from an old photo. And, once the painting had been complete, another branch of the family asked for a painting. (Wd've loved to get more commissions like that.)

Daughter and boyfriend picked up the black leather couch from storage today, the one that ruled your girl's home for as long as Fio did, and she was glad. It's wonderful to see good things being used rather than discarded. That's why Fiorella still sleeps in the decades old bed that came down from Husband's family and is trying to use the chests she and Husband from bought as end tables,