It’s Still Up There
For a short time today the sun was bright and it made me feel happy. The sun didn’t last long but I still remain happy. The sun has power this time of year. I never miss a chance to open the blinds on the south side of our home and catch those rays regardless of how cold it is outside. The warmth is there. When that sun does shine, it doesn’t seem to matter what the temperature is. There is something to be said for becoming accustomed to our surroundings: it’s snowing, the wind is blowing, it is frigid. As the snow hit our area over and over, the routines continued and we all acclimated.
I have tackled many things in my sewing studio. Quilts have gone from scrappy, small size, large king size and many intricate. It is safe to say that within the last three years, Kersten’s and mine were the two quilts that I would label intricate. Today I worked on a stitching project that I plan on giving to Carrie for an annual event they have coming up that uses the silent auction to raise funds. Last year, it was mentioned to late, so I decided to jump the gun and get started for the event that is in April. True to my pledge, to myself, I am not purchasing any yardage for what I want to do. I think in the days to come, my stashes will be turned inside out, upside down, measured, ironed and handled until I find just what I need. Stay tuned!
Friday promises to bring snow. I have enjoyed these last several days of leaving the scoop and pusher leaned up against the back door. Thursday evening is one of my favorite evenings for watching several PBS shows. Unfortunately they tend to have plenty of re-runs just like the rest. I have a book waiting in the wings that I can take up. With that being said, it’s time to role out the robe and slippers. The bad side of that is, the eyelids take advantage of that and tend to want to close. When that happened to Dad, he would disavow that he was napping, “Just checking my eyelids for cracks.”