:: Early morning storms in April and the glowing light they cast.
:: This clever stitcher keeping me company.
:: Her hushed whisper of counting stitches under her breath, tracking her progress which is every now and then followed by a proud and not so hushed announcement of "17!" or "32!!!" It almost knocked me outta my chair the first time.
She's even smart enough to take a break every now and then. I have so much to learn.