Christmas is just over a week away but you can't tell by the weather. It is raining here in the backwoods and our snow has all disappeared once more. I find it discouraging. Not only does it look dreary, but it also feels it. I want to see white spread around the bush, over the mud and sticking to the trees.
Yesterday, I tried to take Heidi for a walk but it was so muddy, I gave up.
I did, however, finish my baking and now I have a pulled muscle in my back. Too much mixing, kneading and bending over a counter that is a bit too low. On a brighter note, the house smells lovely and I have goodies filling every container.
I think I am oging to put some Christmas music on the radio, ignore the weather and sew. I need to get the Noah's Ark wall hanging on the frame so it can be quilted. I think I will do a simple meandering design on it.
I hope your Christmas preperations are well under way. My husband and I have been watching a lovely show on television called Christmas on a Victorian Farm. It originated in England and takes place on an actual Victorian era working farm. There is lodging (not cheap) where you can stay and, I am assuming, take part in the activities. We have a trip to England planned for next year for a December wedding. I might see if we have time to take a run to the farm.