31 Days of Halloween Oct 23
Ok, so I'm a day behind in posting this. My excuse is pitiful as well--a sudden long nap interrupted my evening and, um, well, I woke up groggy and stayed awake just long enough to go find some dinner and head back to bed. Clearly my body needed that rest. Ah well.
I guess it's completely appropriate, then, that my bow toward autumn yesterday was changing out my bedclothes for their warmer versions. It makes me terribly happy to celebrate this change. I don't know why, but I've always had a fascination with linens in one form or another. Bed linens, table linens, handkerchiefs, tea towels--they all make me giddy with happiness.
It's cold enough during the nights now, that I finally brought up my quilt. I changed out my rosebud bedsheets for some lovely olive ones and grinned like a loon when I put my handmade quilt on the bed. I got the quilt from my granny's house after she died, but I don't know how she acquired it. It's obviously handmade, though, the stitches are uneven and there isn't always enough of one material to complete the star pattern. I love it even more for that reason.
I guess it's completely appropriate, then, that my bow toward autumn yesterday was changing out my bedclothes for their warmer versions. It makes me terribly happy to celebrate this change. I don't know why, but I've always had a fascination with linens in one form or another. Bed linens, table linens, handkerchiefs, tea towels--they all make me giddy with happiness.
It's cold enough during the nights now, that I finally brought up my quilt. I changed out my rosebud bedsheets for some lovely olive ones and grinned like a loon when I put my handmade quilt on the bed. I got the quilt from my granny's house after she died, but I don't know how she acquired it. It's obviously handmade, though, the stitches are uneven and there isn't always enough of one material to complete the star pattern. I love it even more for that reason.