Spent the day quietly at home alone. This is rare during the rush of Summer.
Everyone was gone busy doing something. My plans to join the activity disolved
and I embraced the idea of staying home and working on an unfinished project. I sat and enjoyed
some classic old movies as a blue silk bodice for my colonial gown took shape.
My mind wondered to days gone by and to future events and back to what my hands were
doing. Handsewing can be like the shaman's drum.