Yes, I know I just posted. Are you keeping tabs on me? Ha! But my mother-in-law is surfing the web at her place and bouncing me text messages and emails with cute things in them. She found this adorable pattern and thinks she might have it in her stash. This will be the apron for Peanut. (Peanut is my nickname for my daughter in case you were wondering.)
A storm is brewing south of us and it is blissful to sit here and listen to the distant thunder and intermittent rain drops. I adore the time right before it rains. It is so still and peaceful. Isn't that just how it is in real life too? Things are going so well, so beautiful, so peaceful, then something comes along and totally blindsides us...illness, finances, poor choices, despair. But the storm always passes. Things may be a mess after the storm moves through, but the pieces are picked up and built upon again.
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Hey! When did you start this one? And what made you decide to do it? I'm enthralled with this little side of you. :) :)
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