Happy Thanksgiving American readers! I decided against a road trip to see an old friend and stayed tucked inside the cottage all day. The nights have been downright frosty so a morning fire outside wasn't out of the question. That's how I began. Early today. In the milky light of morning. Outside, listening to all the little live things waking up.
Then back inside. Watching the light rotate from one room to another.
Sitting in my orange chair and reading. And swiveling.
Thinking about grey. About painting my walls pale grey. About mixing shades of grey.
I spent the day alone, but I wasn't lonely. I was filled with crafty thoughts. I finished Visual Journal No. 11. I made cinammon rolls. I watched Bob & Carol & Ted & Alice. I attempted to make some felt Christmas tree ornaments.
Whether you had a gathering of 20, or a gathering of 1, I hope you had a warm day. Spent doing things and being with people who fill you with gratitude. From a frosty LA to wherever you are on the planet. I'm sending you warm wishes. Sleep tight. xo