in the studio, i'm into the meaty part of the quilt i'm making. past the stage that feels like prep and not yet to the part that feels like it's done already. but in the phase that excites me as it begins to breathe and mingle and have a personality.
upstairs, i just heard tom get into the shower. and ezra stumbled down the stairs to see what i was doing. sleepy and warm and smelling of clean sheets, with his eyes squinty and dreamy. but without tom in bed, it wasn't quite so cozy for him. i know how he feels.
so the day has burst upon us. i'll make eggs and see if ezra will sniff around the yard for a few minutes to properly wake up. and get a second pot of coffee on the go!
I like it when you make words. I also hope ezra is feeling better this morning.
ReplyDeletebeautiful way to begin the day, reading your morning,
ReplyDeleteYour mornings always sound so appealing--warm domesticity. Sounds like Ezra is settling in nicely.
ReplyDeleteI can hear your tapping computer and Ezra coming down from upstairs. Calm and vivid... nicely warm.
ReplyDeleteI like your way of writing and how to start your morning.
It is always beautiful to read about your mornings... I get that feel from your words even though it is evening here now... Christa
ReplyDeletethank you lovely ladies, for always indulging me as i ramble on. it is so great to be read!
ReplyDeleteThis rambling be the stuff of sweet poetry... ramble on I say. Ramble on.
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