Another step out of the blue box with purple. Thoughts of Grandma Blanche and her purple trimmed trailer (more about Blanche here). The mornings feel lavender lately- the early summer light, catching glimpses of the new bevy of bunnies that have moved into the neighborhood, jays in the dewy grass, and the bird songs... The old windows in my studio (I'm not tired of saying that yet!) look out to the greenbelt behind our house, where the calls and chirpings fill the air.
The days are full... lots of stitching (I keep starting new things...hoping to actually finish some this week), a bit of housekeeping (the tub was scrubbed), more cooking than usual, note writing (things to do, words to remember and sketches of moons and bursting stars). The nights are full, too, of deep sleeping and long barely remembered dreams.
I may need to create a category for "rambling..."
