Hannah and Loren’s baby girl was delivered safely on Tuesday afternoon. Little Freya is a cherub and much cherished. She joins the growing posse of our beloved grandchildren, and I won’t hesitate to use the word blessed.
Once we finished with Zoom meetings that evening, Batman and I popped open a small bottle of Prosecco and toasted to the new and shining light that has entered the world.
Our veggie gardens are parched, requiring us to water them once in a while, which is concerning, because our home depends on well water. The sun gold tomatoes are just coming in down in the hoop house and I close my eyes when I pop them in my mouth. It’s the quintessential taste of summer for me.
The improv kids’ quilt is coming together. It will be donated once it’s done, via our quilt guild. Do you have any thoughts on what solid color might be nice to use as the in-between lattice strips? (Does that count for “crowd sourcing?”).
I’m using scraps from a cape I made for Maggie a few years ago. It’s a super fun novelty print that I’ll use in other projects down the road. I just can’t throw the scraps away!!!
This is how I work. Messy as heck.
How about you?
Are you a tidy project person or a jump into the deep end person?
Yesterday Batman and I spent some time in Middlebury, VT checking out a new shop opened by a dear someone we’ve known for ages, (one of Gretta’s best friends from high school). You can read about the shop opening here. I love that Beth had a vision, and despite the pandemic, found a way to open Sparrow Art Supply and Gallery. Beth is building community with art supplies and local art. Magic.
After saying “hi” to Beth and shopping a bit, we wandered around downtown Midddlebury. We walked across a pedestrian bridge to get this great view of the falls. The trees were filled with rollicking cedar waxwings who must have been catching bugs disturbed by the churning water. Maybe there were a dozen of them, chattering and flitting, flying very close to us.
Babies, sewing with scraps, eating tomatoes from the hoop house, wandering with no big agenda…these are the things bringing me joy and comfort these days. And of course, a maple creemee on the way home, at one of the best creemee stands in Vermont.
Maybe you wandered with me here, friends, and maybe you had a chance to catch your breath. I sure do hope so.
xo