Reflections on January

I don't know where this month has gone. It's been filled with activity, not the least of which is keeping up with breadmaking from two different sourdough starters! What have I gotten myself into? Loaves are being gifted continually. I've branched out into English muffins, cinnamon buns and multi-grain breads too.
Without a lot of words or explanation I'm going to catch up with a post  resembling a photo journal; a look back at this month and what's been finished, what I'm working on and what's been started (there's always something new). 

Driving Age has become a full-fledged flimsy...

...borders have been added...

...quilts have been quilted...

...bulbs have bloomed...

...new starts have made it to the design wall...

...someone has turned ELEVEN, we made our annual pilgrimage to the AG store... 

...sacred stitches have been sewn...

...new recipes have been tried (Pear Pie using Bosc pears)...

...and new perches have been explored!

It's been a snow-less January here, that's not a complaint; we've had some serious cold weather that, hopefully, helps to keep the bug population down come spring. Thank you to those friends who've reached out to check on me in light of my sparse blog posts; I'm  here, all is well... 

 Life is GOOD! 

💗

Birthday Shopping Through The Years

It's been an annual excursion for the birthday girl through the years, a trip to the American Girl store. Yesterday was the day. Even though she is fully nine years old (and sixteen days, but who's counting), this year illness and other commitments had delayed our trip for a few weeks. She was so excited that she awakened yesterday morning at 2:15 AM in anticipation of our day!

This was the first time that we went, she was three. She is every bit as a discriminating shopper now as she was back in 2016. We looked at everything every. single. thing(!), but she kept circling back around to the Ski and Snack Shop as well as the bench and fire pit.

She had birthday money and a gift card to spend, she was seriously careful and deliberate with her calculations and told me, at long last, that she had made her final selections; it was a joyful time! 

She's grown, through the years, and so has her "wish list". That's okay, you're only a little girl once!

Time. Slow. Down! She'll only be nine for such a brief, fleeting, time; 

these are, truly, golden days for making memories to last a lifetime.

This rascal may have hitchhiked a ride home with us too. 😉 Every ski shop needs a rescue pup.

Life is Good!