mostly afternoons and evenings

Time has passed both slow and fast in 2020, it’s late August already and I can hardly believe it. I don’t have adequate words for most of the emotions and feelings around any of it either, but I know for sure at least once a day I sigh wtf.

Just sharing some small things that have been appreciated and wonderful.

The night studio and an old magnifying light of my dads.

A bias binding foot for my sewing machine.

Sunsets.

Silhouettes.

An otherworldly accident shot of the porch rail during a rainstorm, when I almost slipped off the top step trying to capture the soft rumbles and drips.

Jam.

3 matching skeins.

Curbside pickup from our favorite bubble tea place and the 2x double boba option they offer when ordering online.

9/7/19

I’m sitting here trying to squeeze everything out of these last days of summer, one last Linen Loop on the hook in the softest pink, my fading peony memories are replaced by little crocheted blooms, I’m both ready and not ready, nevertheless the little maiden in the alpine weather house is forcasting cooler studio days ahead. 💕