These mornings. So warm for November. Spring like, except for the color and the angle of the light.
One more day. Today. Or so they say. There will be snow north of us maybe.
This morning. A reminder to dust.
Reconsidered... nah. It's a thread. I can live with that.
Stitching instead. Just a bit.
A trip around the moon. Not running. Walking. One stitch at a time.
It's a glorious day. I'll use it to take some pics of the big quilt from here. Because I said I would. And I have been meaning to document it properly for a while now.
