I think That I Shall Never See...

How can one tree provide so much entertainment? I don't know...it just can. :) This post proves it. So does this one. I call it "my tree", but it really belongs to my neighbor on the street behind us. And I haven't told them yet how much I appreciate their tree. I guess it's time to send them the links. :)

My Tree

I know I've posted about this before, but I just can't help myself. I get to see this everyday and it changes all the time. I know my appreciation of a pine tree might seem odd, but it's become a touchstone I can look at anytime and then I think "it's all good". I can see it from my kitchen window and my studio (read: basement room with 2X4 studs & insulation) window. I know...wacky.  :)

The Show of Shows

Sometimes I find myself frustrated because I don't yet have my "Dream Sewing Studio". But I know I will one day. Right now, I'm lucky to have a dedicated space. My husband built a new kitchen for us 10 years ago and I have the basement space beneath it. It's still 2X4 studs and a cement floor. But it's mine and I don't have to clean it up so we can eat supper.  :) And...I get to see this show every day. Lucky indeed.