The most perfect Saturday.
I woke up when my eyes opened, unfurled my legs from under the kitties,
and crept out of bed while Jimmyredhed was still sleeping.
I went for a quick jog (day 13) and walked in the door as a thunderstorm shook the windowpanes,
curtaining my outside gaze.
Jimmyredhed woke up, laying on the sunroom couch, caught up on our week.
Delicious lentils, slow paced, cool breeze day,
I cleaned and organized the basement some.
I spent most of the rest of the day reconnecting with my sewing machine,
elbows deep in fabric,
pieces begging to be sewn together.