I stitched before bed, slept through the rain which was very much enough. And I couldn't describe the beauty of this day if I tried.
Some days are just this simple.
I stitched before bed, slept through the rain which was very much enough. And I couldn't describe the beauty of this day if I tried.
Some days are just this simple.
Love seeing the old homestead from a different perspective.
Simple, cozy, safe all sound good to me!
the season is a hug
Simple days. The goal. Not always so, but when they arrive, it is Bliss!
It’s a poof moment.
the way you pinned these 2 scraps together speaks better than words…
how it might happen. or not
I simply continue to delight in your glossary of words.
Each one points me somewhere…somegiving pause…some which make me nod in acknowledgement….:)
…And yes..some days are simply beautiful….what a lovely pic.
I have a room filled with cloth of many colours, buttons, beads and broken jewellery. It’s where I like to sew if not outdoors, and the room has a big Copper Beech tree right outside that my dad planted many years ago. In autumn, the room and the tree feel like one beautiful warm space. I creep in there when my world gets too much for me.
I love the sound of this space Louise, I can almost feel the relief you find there.
we need these kinds of places
“Earth’s crammed with heav’n
Every common bush afire with God
But only he who sees takes off his shoes .”
– Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Thank you … Ksozgirl!
I guess seeing is believing. believing is seeing and still it is all very personal
Love the golden crown your home is wearing.
the clarity in the changes was amazing today
Sunny days after rain are the best I think. Love how cozy you look stitching….
I felt safe
beautiful here, too. these days!
I’m dizzy
Glorious!!
Ahhhhh