I opened the one window I didn’t have a storm window on and opened my Studio door too. It was the kind of spring day that made me want to be outside. But I had spent the morning enjoying tea with Kitty so I had to get some work done.
But my head was in a dreamy place. Not a head for thinking. The perfect head for dumping out my scrap bin and making some potholders.
And how enjoyable it was to figure out where each of those little pieces of fabric belonged.
