Early this morning I had to read the thermometer 3 times in order to get myself to believe that it registered -34 degrees! Graham refused to take off his coat and hat to read opinions. River fog sits on the Madison, the willow frames the scene. The forgotten garden hose outlines winter and nearby, evidence of deer visitations in the sheep fescue grass.
Here's a little teaser of the needle felt project I am working on. It's a series of postcards with wool 'drawings'. Valentines is just around the corner!
Living in the country, growing some of our own food and sharing the bounty with others at the farmers' market has become my passion. Returning a bit to a time when my Gramma Hazel introduced me to her 2-acre garden has renewed my appreciation for living simply: sewing, knitting, crocheting, cooking, and writing about the good life, rurally.