After a fairly difficult couple of weeks, I was in sore need of some time alone at home. Do you find it as restorative as I do? Home is my favorite place no matter what, but there are times when I just need to be alone, puttering quietly around the house and the yard, lost in thought; able to think. Yesterday morning, I decided there would be no errands or serious housework for me. I baked, I inspected my potted bulbs, I worked on my Midsummer Sprigs sampler, I had a look at my new library books. I felt refreshed and ready to see everybody again.
This sampler is such a joy to work on. It's going faster than I want it to; I sit down to stitch and end up in a trance, almost. I can't get enough. The black linen is easier to work on than I'd thought it would be, as long as I sit in the window with the light behind me. I could happily stitch for hours but I'm trying to pace myself and savor the work.
I'm reading two books now. One is Ovenly, a baking cookbook by the owners of a bakery by the same name in Brooklyn. It's a beautiful book and the recipes are so interesting; they all incorporate sweet and salty flavors, as well as spicy ones. I haven't tried any of their recipes yet (my baking yesterday, an orange tea loaf, was an old recipe from Southern Living), but they look delicious. I'm also reading We Two, about the relationship between Queen Victoria and Prince Albert. It's fascinating! I love biographies. I'm extremely nosy. I have to know all about people.
I just finished reading a wonderful book that I can't recommend highly enough, called Love, Nina: A Nanny Writes Home. This book is comprised solely of letters written by a young woman (Nina) to her sister back home after Nina moves to London from the north of England to become a nanny. It's hilarious and sweet. Oh, and you should watch Chef. It's streaming on Netflix. Fair warning, lots of profanity in both.
I'm so ready for the weekend. I welcomed the Bear home from business travel to Washington, DC. We took the LB for hospital tests for his kidney condition before the Bear left; everything is stable - no better but not worse. The tests are stressful for everybody. I haven't felt great for about two weeks now, just a long, crummy cold. I need to hunker. I'm going to read and stitch as much as I can. It's cold again here, with some snow. We're actually having a no-school snow day, if you can believe it. Fine by me. Tea and afghans, ahoy!