My goodness - I am such a homebody. It wasn't until there were some clothes on the line, dough rising, and a bunch o' black beans soaking on the counter top that I took a deep, deep sigh and settled on into home yesterday.
And then...I wound some yarn (Ottawa by Handmaiden, from Lettuce Knit in Toronto - can't wait to knit this pretty stuff up), and all felt right with the world.
My little ones were feeling the same way. I hardly saw any of them yesterday, as everyone scattered about to their respective corners and engaged themselves in all-day long solo projects (minus the one on my back pulling my hair, and the furry one below nipping at my ankles). Ezra spent the day working on a little installation for my studio wall. Baseball cards - and will you look at who's the centerpiece there? Himself, of course. I expect I'll be watching this installation grow today.
I do love home.
