Wednesday, November 02, 2011
I may not be here tomorrow.
I may get blown off course.
I am carried away by the wind, and a mood
and a terribly
attractive thing called...
that Wind has returned.
The leaves drop,
I Pin snow covered barns, cozy nooks, crochet edged pillowcases.
all order and ideal.
My nightcap: blanket stitching a fat quarter.
Then slipping thread over hook...
I am carried away
by the wind
To daydreaming, blog hopping.
To wishful thinking and sighing deeply over glimpses of alternate realities, and other seemingly endless possibilities.
And until I can build my tree house, and make a laundry room look like a four star hotel suite, I will be teaching myself how to crochet edge a fat quarter with red cotton perle.
Lifted from NorCal Katie's Pinterest Board:
I am, always, adjusting my sails.