A Frosty Morning Finish.

 This morning I headed straight into my quilting room as soon as Tony left for work. The sun wasn’t up yet and the room was cold enough to make me question that decision, but I knew that once the sun crept over the horizon it would warm beautifully.

As I stitched, I watched frost bloom across the neighbours’ rooftops.

A blackbird settled into the wedding cake tree to supervise my progress.

It’s only a small quilt, so by the time the sun finally reached the windows and started to warm the room, I had the quilting finished and spread it out on the floor.

Time to trim and bind — which meant moving to my other sewing room on the opposite side of the house. Another cold room. Another layer of determination. But it didn’t take long to get the binding cut, joined, and sewn on.

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With that done, it was time for a walk.

I headed into the scenic reserve again, soaking up the warmth of the sunshine and enjoying it so much that I made the walk longer than planned. I arrived home just in time for lunch: a bowl of homemade chicken and leek soup that hit the spot perfectly.

After eating, I settled into my comfy chair and closed the binding. Then it was back outside to the sunshine and a visit with Old Man Tree.

As I turned to come back indoors, I spotted the bench my boy Joe made me as a Christmas gift years ago — still sturdy, still loved. It felt like the perfect place to photograph the finished quilt with the shadows cast by old man tree adding a little something to the final result.

Once I was back inside, I picked up my Retro Rescue crochet and added a few more rounds — the slow, colourful exhale at the end of a busy, creative day.

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And that wraps up the last of my three days off. Back to work tomorrow, though I’ll keep chipping away at my Retro Rescue crochet in the evenings — it’s the perfect companion for these cooler nights.

And now that we’ve finally stepped into May, the countdown is officially on.

29 days until our flights.

It's beginning to feel very real.

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