It’s stinkin‘ cute.
What I dream of as Summer is finally here. Warm, clear and blue sky days with Smoking Loon cabernet evenings. My summer reading New Yorker is here and I’m diligently practicing my Virabhadrasana (warrior pose 1 & 2). This isn’t as easy as it sounds. I always thought those poses simple, unchallenging. Au contraire mon frere.
this baby monitor
made me wonder and smile.
This is what it feels like watching my daughter right now. A moment ago I looked in on her and she was fine, she was ok. The next, she’s/we’re in outer space, there’s no gravity, nothing for her to hang on to.
Wait a minute while I tune it all in properly.
I’m missing my space and my supplies but I have this bag of fabric in my room with several started projects and I had this stitched portrait of Lu down at the bottom. I can’t even remember when I started it but I wanted to put my hands on some fabric and needle and thread and when I finished I decided she needed a little ribbon of brown leaves I’d seen at Birds of a Feather. Ta da