a sleepy blurry morning. stella sitting on my chest and watching me wake up. we're all a little sleepy. the last few mornings have been super early. they still feel like night, these mornings. dark and deep and quiet. now the coffee is in hand. the house is warming. edgar has been outside and there are stirrings in all the little corners that the cats find to sleep through the night. i'm impatient to get to the studio but the darkness keeps me home. when the sky starts to brighten, i'll slip across the yard and get to work on quilts. i have some beauties on the go.
and last week, i promised photos of 'the storybook robin'. i'll link you through to the story book robin blog. you can get to know the new little nook in the little white house. it's a wonderful and charming little space full of wonderful books and beautiful energy.
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