Day 44

It’s not any closer to anything special, it’s not an “and counting” to or from any sort of event, it’s simply just 44 days since January 1. (Those days have been beautiful, and gloomy, and cold, and snowy, and cuddly, and if I were counting, it’s 40 days until I’m another year older, and 69Continue reading “Day 44”

Let’s call it January

Beginning 2019 pretty much like I ended 2018 Slightly off center, in hopeful muddy pinks & greys, with a little cut & sew, chapped hands and of course a smidge of the grumps. I hope 2018 was kind to you and that 2019 is even more so 💕