Where the Magic happens
I love waking up to a sunny day. Seems this month has been a series of cloudy, cool days punctuated with a gorgeous, bright one once or twice a week. Still being so rare they make me incredibly happy.
This is my little work corner on the kitchen table. More often than not my stuff is spread out over the entire space. This morning, though, things are quasi-pulled together, my little Kenmore machine is ready to rock ‘n roll, and the sun is shining. Good day, indeed.