Spare Moments

 Wow!

That could be the whole post summed up in one word.

The holidays came and went and another New Year is upon us.

I must be getting old, because the years seem to be getting shorter.

To share all the gory details of what my days have been comprised

would likely have you nodding off in no time.

But as the temperatures have dropped, 

so too have the activities.

(My "Quilt in a Day" aka Forever Quilt)

I find it's a perfect time to focus on those little needling tasks

that lurk in the corners and jump out and remind us of their presence

when we least desire it.

And with that I will share~

I have about 30 years worth of photos that were 

proudly

innocently

annoyingly

yes, that is the right word

adorning the spare room bed.

They have haunted me for some time.

Long - oh, mini-series style long story short,

I have been working on them.

I am through my second album.

Next, I will get our wedding pictures in an album.

Have I mentioned, I am not a scrapbooker?

It's so not my thing.

Something else I like to do this time of year

is what I refer to as cleaning to the corners.

Well, "like" might not be exactly the right word.

But it really is a good time to get some of those tasks

taken care of that get neglected the rest of the year.

Oooor is that just me?

(Getting Our Tree)

The decorations are down.

Most of the pine needles are vacuumed up.

There are always some strays aren't there?

Now we can settle in with our new books we received for Christmas

and enjoy the long evenings.

My phone has some annoying settings somewhere I am not privy to

which means what I do is anonymous or entirely blocked.

So I have found that lately I've not been "online" as much.

I like it.

I try to remember what it was like before we were all so

supposedly connected.

While there are many folks and sites that I really like,

I seem to be calmer when I disconnect a little more.

(Thrift store box that just needed conditioning.)

I have found a few spare and much needed moments to pick up my needle and continue on those projects that were set down in the spring when the garden demanded attention.

(Needle-turned applique)

Some folks like to grumble about having to stay home

or not being able to do this or that,

but I find it the perfect season for replenishing the soul

or hibernation as I like to call it.

I've never minded being alone and actually need it at times.

I do love my husband and family and friends,

but there is a filtering within that can only be done in solitude.

It is a season like all the others.

Just because it doesn't parade around with bells and whistles

like some of the other seasons

doesn't render it less important.

So take up a cup of your favorite warm beverage,

find a piece of reading or your needle or widdlin' knife

and find a quiet place.

You might be surprised at what your soul has to share.

Keep well and keep warm dear friends.