Another beautiful morning in the Blue Ridge Mountains.
I thought I could sleep in, but no ---the body automatically wakes up the moment dawn hits…maybe it’s the birds, maybe the little bit of light coming through the closed slats of the wood blinds that cover the bedroom windows.
Maybe it’s just me needing to get up to the restroom, but whatever it is, there is NO going back to sleep once I’ve opened one eye to peek at the clock and see what time it is.
It’s time to get up, to get moving, to not waste a minute ---
I love people, I love being around people, but after giving everything inside of me to a houseful over the past week, this is when I recharge my batteries. I need alone time. I need to retreat into solitude where I don’t have to use my voice to talk to anyone, or my ears to listen to anyone or to worry about filling anyone else’s wants and needs but my own. I retreat. I hermit.
Even as a child and into my teenage years, when my battery ran low, you'd find me locked in my room with my nose deep into a book just being SOLO. When the battery is charged, out I come ready to be amongst the living again!
And hermiting on the mountain means we take long solo morning walks and fully take in the beauty of simple things like Queen Anne’s Lace on the roadside:
So delicate and lacy!
Take in the pink and purple in the dawn sky.
Take in how the morning humidity leaves smoky wisps filling the nooks and crannies of the Blue Ridge.
Take in the colors of nature --I love this shade of fern green!
Evening Solo Unsewing Time!
Last night I took back possession of my favorite sewing chair and began disassembling the spider web blocks I had already stitched together.
My nighttime Netflix choice? Cedar Cove. Perfect chick flick material.
Yes, I am solo and in charge of the remote.
And truth be told I still LOVE my original drawing:
But I want SMALLER blocks and I want the strings to be ALL NEUTRALS!
And then I think to myself…maybe the solid areas should be string pieced too…and then I realize I have way too many projects I want to do and not enough time to do them.
But what life to live right? I am certainly NEVER BORED!
Back to the yellow blocks….catch you later!