Last Autumn I begrudgingly said goodbye to Summer. It had been such a lovely Summer that I hated to see it go. This Autumn, I can't stop marveling at the colors and the subtle nuances, casting of shadows, an ever so different scent on the wind. Walking out to my back porch is dreamy. I'm reluctant to get out the heavy curtains that play guard against the chill in this old farmhouse. I catch myself starring out the windows, rubbing my arms and thinking, "One more day".
It's a good day for projects... by the window!