Sunday morning quiet; frost on the ground...
the world turns, the sun shines, the earth quakes in New Zealand, 7.4 on the Richter scale...
8:58 am: hearing church bells peal...not a normal Sunday sound as best I can recall; perhaps during the holidays or on a special date? curious...
disturbing news about incidents of hate around the country including from little kids...
started a(nother) new book on memoir writing : Butterfly Hours by Patty Dann. Ten short, pithy chapters, loaded with inspiration and encouragement. So much symbolism in the title...as I read, I look for the author's take on it. gathering my thoughts on 4 x 6 cards...
a quiet day in this house yesterday (though Norman's phone call lasted several hours); I did go for a walk - it was bitterly cold and windy... didn't assemble the desk but did stitch more motifs on the Flower Garden...just what I needed...there is an end there!
tonight's the eve of the super moon but rain and clouds forecast for tomorrow. So playing it safe, since we won't see another one this close again until 2034 - 18 years, last night I took photos - as best I could with my iPhone and plan to do so again tonight! I hope you get a chance to see the moon too...
looking forward to tomorrow: going to the new National Museum of African American History and Culture, 8 AM! getting there is going to be a feat: Metro, our mass rail transportation system, is undergoing extensive track repair and naturally, the station 6 blocks from my house is closed all month...
inching on 1 pm; I have a few things to do later this afternoon, so I think I'll stitch a bit before I go. Here's to today!
Cheers~