i woke up this morning and read for a little while in bed with stella on my chest staring into my face and tom sleepy breathing beside me. the sun was up and bright already. it felt like a proper saturday morning. i slipped out of bed and came downstairs. i let edgar into the yard. and i poked around on the computer, reading blogs, sorting through photos, shaking the groggies out of my head. i heard the bed creaking through the wooden plank floors upstairs as tom got out of bed and found his slippers and his favorite brown hoodie. he just came down and smiled at me and sang nonsense words to edgar. he kissed my head and played with edgar's ears. and started to fuss about in the kitchen, feeding edgar, making us coffee, loading the dishwasher. i can smell the woodsy sharp flavor of coffee swimming through the air now. tom has made me laugh out loud a few times already. it's a good morning. i'm sipping coffee. tom has turned on a sports show and told me we're going for a little drive soon. and meagan just texted me, inviting us to come for crepes. the day is in full swing and i have a feeling it's a good one!
i feel like quilts are alive. they reflect all the little joys that make life special. they emanate love and warmth. the quilts i make blend a grandmother's ideals with a fresh youthful flair. there is a nostalgia for seasons past combined with hopefulness for a bright full future. you can find me online at www.chasinglightningbugs.com