Once upon a time, a lovely lady and writer and blogger named VikLit had the idea to start a blog hop commemorating the little things that make our lives (or weeks or days or moments) something to celebrate. After some years, she turned it over to
Lexa Cain and her two delightful co-hosts L.G. Keltner @ Writing Off The Edge and Tonja Drecker @ Kidbits,
I am celebrating the close of another week, the prospect of a (nearly) spring weekend, and the opportunity to get a little reading and writing done.
Spring is an important celebration, and it was heralded by 0the sudden appearance of a line of daffodils, just about ready to bloom, near the door to my garage. They pushed up through last year’s leaves and moss and there they are, like gold-tipped spears.
Of course, Friday’s appearance is a wonderful thing to celebrate. It is not that I grudge my day job, I simply like the time to step back and catch my breath. Sleeping in on a Saturday morning is a prospect to celebrate.
It is nearly time to break out my quilts, one made by a very dear friend, the others heirlooms of various ‘importance’. I have a very old one, made in 1843, of blue-dyed and white cotton muslin, celebrating the marriage of two people, their names embroidered in red cross stitch on the corner.
Incidentally, if you have an old quilt, don’t store it folded with the backer out. The quilter friend told me that that strains the backing. Always store quilts with the patterned side out.
Now you have something to celebrate! (The way to store quilts that won’t strain them.) and I can lose myself in the memory of the scent of laundry drying on a clothesline.
And the arrival of Spring!
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