Outside my window... it has stopped raining. Torrentially.
I am thinking... about how surprised I am at my emotional disconnect from Christmas. I can't seem to get into the spirit this year for some reason.
I am thankful for... cosy felted wool slippers. Yes, I finally made them!
From the kitchen... potato and leek soup. Ahhhh, yes. Comfort food at its finest!
I am wearing... the afore-mentioned slippers. Also jeans, my double-gauze black/grey checked shirt, and a grey cardigan.
I am creating... purses. And a new ArtFire shop in which to sell them. Finally. After talking about doing it for well over a year now.
I am going... forward. Feeling optimistic again. I like it.
I am reading... a new-to-me historical fiction/mystery series... the Shardlake books by C.J.Sansom. They're set in Henry VIII's time, against the dissolution of monasteries and religious reform. So far, I'm cautiously optimistic about them. Although I don't think that they are going to steal first place on my list from Ellis Peters' Brother Cadfael series.
I am hearing... the rumble of helicopters. "Ah, shoot!" "Bang,bang,bang" "Hahaha!" My husband is playing Wii games with our daughter.
Around the house... there is some evidence of Christmas. The tree is up. Lights are strung. The mantle is decorated.
One of my favorite things... the new birdie ornaments I bought this year.
A few plans for the rest of the week:
- shopping for presents
- more sewing (presents as well as purses. Maybe even a tree skirt!)
- cookie baking
- the first of the annual extended-family Christmas dinners
|snow on my lavender plant... it's from a couple of weeks ago, but I couldn't bring myself to take a photo of all the rain we've been having lately.|
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