These old prints are so dang cheerful. Even my usual blue-gray self is enjoying this trip along a vintage rainbow.
This last weekend the guys were gone for 27 hours! There was lots of time for stitching, reading, evening with a friend, a walk in the bright cold, spotting an eagle perched atop a tree, and even a little cleaning (when you can see the dust on the mantel from across the room, it's time).
There was an unusual amount of slowing and noticing of the pretty prints, and even the pins in sunshine.
