Rain pouring softly
on the house like fine stitches through a downy quilt. It's 5 a.m. and raining, I have enjoyed listening to it so much I decided to wake up and pull out a project. Little by little, I have been working on a quilt since August. I've never made one, but it's a small flurry of stitches when I can take a moment. That is often early in the morning, now it is still dark. Pelt, pelt, pelt, from above...stitch, stitch, stitch..in my lap; a similar rhythm. I decided to get over my intimidation of making one (my grandmother made very intricate pieced quilts) and just practice. Now that it is turning colder, it's lovely to have a project on the lap to keep me warm in more ways than one.
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