Thursday, April 23, 2015

A Simple Woman's Daybook...April 2015

 Outside my window...
the greenness awes me, if I could count the different shades of green the list would go on and on

I am thinking and praying for...
a dear friend that is having surgery today. Two years ago she was diagnosed with breast cancer and after chem, radiation, and now it has shown up in her other breast.

I am thankful...
 for merino wool rolags from Friends in Fiber which arrived at my doorstep today, dyed the most beautiful colors labeled English Garden, Dusty Green, and Nutmeg.

I am wearing...
a black linen skirt, a white linen blouse, and a cotton cardigan with a turquoise geometric shaped design running throughout it, oh, and Jambu walking shoes on my feet.

I am sewing...
a smocked pink nightgown for Charlotte.

I am going...
to do a little more cleaning, and then I plan to have a cup of tea and sit outside on the porch and read with Charlotte.

I am wondering...
if I should take advantage of April Cornell's summer cotton dress sale and order one of the dresses I have been admiring.

I am reading...
an autobiography by Reeve Lindbergh, the daughter of Charles and Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Under A Wing.

In the kitchen...
braised chicken thighs with red potatoes and carrots, alongside beet greens sauteed in olive oil and garlic

I am looking forward to...
a day trip tomorrow to visit some local potters
                                                                          
                                                                                        Quote:
"Spring drew on...and a greenness over those brown garden beds, which freshening daily, suggested the thought that hope traverses them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps."
~Charlotte Bronte

                      And we did sit outside in the sunshine this afternoon with a spot of tea and a macaroon !                  

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