We awakened to -28C temperatures this morning with beautiful crisp wintry blue skies. It has been one of those wondrous winter days with the temperatures gradually warming to -11C this afternoon.
Oh, over the last couple of weeks, how I've discovered that an aging menopausal woman does not do well with disruptions and change, albeit small ones such as we've had.
At yoga this morning, I finally felt a sense of peace, breathing deeply and stretching.
when I returned and entered the front door, the warmth of my living room with the focus wall (there's my word of the year again)and its new paint color and the recycled furniture from the rec room is now finally welcoming to me.
It'll be even better once Ive put up some of my artwork.
The green and the taupe/plum color sing to me.
Yesterday, at my sewing day, I finished the two little zippered pouches. The pattern is Bridgets's Bagetttes by Atkinson Designs.
I forgot to take a picture of the first one which I gave to a friend as a birthday gift at lunch today.
The inside. One of my prints.
After lunch, the trail was calling to me, but so was my current fiber art piece. I took the time to paint some of the background for my rocks.
A perfect end to my afternoon-- getting out on the trail. They are quite well trodden and with poles for support, fairly good under foot. So many things to be happy about today.
a satisfying yoga class
a birthday lunch with a friend
the aura of winter sunlight emanating from my studio this morning
the crisp but slowly warming winter air
the long shadows of a winter afternoon
the glow of the birch tree stand
is it any wonder that I'm continually captivated by birch trees?
I take the time to breathe deeply, taking into my lungs and body, the frosty air, the blue sky, the sparkling snow
I leaned a little heavily on the poles to get home. I will need an ice pack later. A fair trade for a lovely day.
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