Here is my rug. It took me almost two weeks to get it bound. Its a big rug. I didn't work on it when I first got sick. I am still having a hard time shaking it. Gosh, I hate getting sick now. I loose all of my momentum.
I am working on a turkey rug. I sat out yesterday in the late afternoon. The sun was shining through the trees. The light was golden and warm. I noticed that we have a new bird singing in the trees in the back. I couldn't place the the bird song. The wind was dancing through the tree tops and the sky was all so blue. Now that November is here, the clouds will come flying by rigged as sailing ships in full sail. The fogs of November will return. The ghost smells of burning leaves and the sounds of children laughing as they jump into leaf piles. Now it is too cold for little bare feet and shoes must be worn with coats. All of the sweet memories of fall came to me as I sat and hooked my rug watching the golden light as the sun faded from the sky. Have you noticed how fast the sun sets now?
Blessings from my heart to yours,