There is a cold wind blowing and the promise of thunder and lightening. Not the crash and boom thunder then lightening but
the far off distant sounds and then pelting buckets with small-small beads of hail. That is the forecast for tomorrow. The wind
is howling at my wndow seals and it's a burry day.
There is ginger in my tea again. Friday I showed off my hand made quilted treasures and today I found a place for them is
a 80x80 size quilt in WTCWB's by A&A. This all makes for cozy nites ahead.
I will go to bed with dreams of these.
And prayers and memories for the passing of my dear young aunt. Her wish was to live and she did. This I will remember
for all my days. Live while you are alive.
Monday, March 1, 2010
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