I spent all day in my sewing closet yesterday.
Near 4:30. . .I looked outside and paused my sewing.
Every season the raspberries hold a beauty.
The fall rye is growing .. .
the raspberry vines are becoming bare. .
and the leaves from my white birch are all but down.
By the time I finished enjoying my view. .
it was time to vacuum up all the threads of the day. .
and start dinner.
The days seem short. .
and with so many projects on the go. .
the days seem fast as well.
It's all good.