. . . why did I have nightmares last night? Oh, well. I'm not going to dwell on it, but rather just chalk it off to these times we're all doing our best to function in and move on. Yep, to move on and try to make the best of each day is the way to go.
And, boy howdy, I did have a good day yesterday.
Look, look! The geranium I brought in from the garden is blooming. It's no secret I've never had much luck bringing in plants and wintering them over inside. Herbs, flowering plants, whatever refuse to be happy and thrive for me. Maybe it's the fact that my daughter (who does have a lot of luck bringing plants in at the end of the growing season) potted up this geranium for me. It's actually starting to bloom!
Just took these loaves of Oatmeal Bread out of the oven. I made one of them (on the left . . . I think) into Cinnamon Oatmeal Bread. As soon as they've cooled enough, we're diving in to the cinnamon one for breakfast.
We finally got some snow overnight. Wahoo! The frames of my raised beds are almost, just about, finally covered.
I worked like a little beaver (a sewing beaver . . . do beavers have opposable thumbs?) yesterday to finish the machine quilting on this couch quilt that has been waiting to be finished for one heckuva long time. I just have a smidge bit to finish on the binding before it goes into the washing machine, then the dryer and will be on the couch tonight. With me snuggled under it while knit-stitching away.
Yep, it was a good day yesterday. Sending wishes we all have a good day today, too! (And no bad dreams tonight, please.)