These are the best kind of days. It’s wet and windy outside and we are warm and dry inside. We have gingerbread-chocolate cookies and apple cider and enough apples in the house to make 80 quarts of applesauce. Avett Brothers and Mumford and Sons concerts streaming in the kitchen. There’s a pile of basted hexies beckoning me to settle in and stitch them together, some precious new fabric to run through the washer and dryer, and more apples, apples everywhere. The children have concocted some sort of dinosaurs-at-school game and they even remember to include Eva in the fun. Just when I began to worry that I was not doing enough for the children with our homeschooling, I heard Gus drilling Violet and the dinosaurs in Latin roots and I was reassured that everything is OK. Eva desperately wanted to go outside and so all 3 suited up in their rain gear and went out on an adventure. Everything is different in the rain. I watched through the window with hot spiced cider. I’m sitting now in my room looking out at the treetops and I love how the rain makes the bark on the Sycamore look even prettier.
I want to make some pretty stitched things to hang above the mantle. Just simple embroideries. Probably some English Paper Piecing, too.