Happy Easter, or whatever!
So the two of us who will be at the store today will be ready. You know, in case someone needs a magazine or something. Or The Velveteen Rabbit. We’ll close in time to get to the wonderful dinners that will have been prepared without our hanging out in the kitchen with our families and friends. They’ll be happy to see us when we get there, tell us they love us, and then sit us down to a delicious meal and lots of fun. That’s how I’m consoling myself, anyway.
Peaceful, sweet and refreshing. The clutterless state of this side of my apartment is a joy (you won’t be seeing any panoramic shots, for good reason). And as I look at this picture it comes to me: everything in it has to do with my friend K. The Real Reeves wheel. The amazing Shaker chair, built by K and R, and on permanent (I suppose) loan. Even the little footstool was found when we were on an antique store crawl on the Eastern Shore. It’s not a shrine, I swear. It just demonstrates that I hang out with people who have excellent taste!
I do knit. Really, I do. I have so many socks going on right now that I don’t know where to turn, but once the pair I’m knitting on a deadline is finished I might just cast on for a Backyard Leaves scarf. I have some pretty geen yarn that just might do.