I have been spending my time cutting up 100 year old fairy tale books and pretty new papers…
Don’t worry, the book was in shabby shape anyway. I’ve had it since high school and have been snipping at it ever since! I found it in an old farm house antique shop for a dollar.
Life is a dream with a cup of chai, a pair of scissors and a very warm sweater.
Despite the fact that it was 31 degrees on Sunday morning I set out for a brisk, frosty walk through the woods. It was such a joy to put on my woollen mittens, hat, scarf and a toasty coat. I love this time of year, the frost on the freshly fallen leaves is a delight. Despite all the cold the rosehips still shone their ruby reds and the blackbirds sang.
When I got home I went on a treasure hunt through my woollen textile basket and found this fuzzy embroidered dream, purchased last year at my favorite store.
Awaiting the first snowfall and quiet days.
Tell me, what are your wintery daydreams?