i wanted to go straight to the studio when i got home from the bookstore last night. but it was almost 10.30 and i hadn't seen tom since 8.30 in the morning when he left for work. he was in bed. i went up to talk a few minutes and say good night. i told him of my plans to set my alarm for 5.30 this morning. he groaned. i understand. i hate the alarm and i'm usually awake before it anyway so it only serves to start off the morning with a little punch of annoyance. i said i'd forget about the alarm and hope that edgar barked at 5.30 instead. and exactly at 5.31 this morning edgar thought he should go out for a pee. my wish came true and i was up with the music of the birds. but i dawdled on the computer and when i went back to the bedroom to get dressed, the bed looked so warm and cozy that i couldn't resist another little nap and cuddle. so although edgar did a marvelous job of waking me at the exact moment i asked him to, i still didn't get to the studio until 7.15. and when i arrived with the orange morning light pouring through the east kitchen window and onto my sewing table, it was my favorite spot in the world at that moment. i am a fortunate one to walk in the door and be in love with my work.
and just a reminder.....we are sharing the studio with you all this sunday, march 25th. the little white house at 55 mowat ave in portsmouth village will be open for you to explore and buy it's treasures. and we have the added bonus of liv simple farms joining us again. we'll be there from 10 until 4.
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