Sun, light, reflected brightness, crisp, but not cold, air — ah!

And, the morning hours included a miracle (pictured above) — my second son hung up his wet towel after his shower.  Wow!  (Monday morning add-on:  This morning I picked up NINE (that’s 9) towels!!!)

(that is a very old quilt made during a Susan Carlson class that I took, not from Susan Carlson because of a mix up, but a student and fan of hers).

My wrist is hurting enough (just achy) to not want to sew.  Sometimes, breaks are good.

… especially when the time “off” has resulted in a cleaned up porch with wood stacked in ring, a mantle loaded with nutcrackers, lights strung in the bushes, and best of all, a dining room table unearthed!