This afternoon while I was sewing quilt blocks together, it poured. I had the blinds open and as I sat at the machine, I watched the sheets of rain come down. With the clouds and the rain obscuring the light, the day was dark. It put me in an almost melancholy mood. It was like something from a faded sepia photograph. Can you imagine it? Woman at a sewing machine in a gloomy room with a cat in a basket at her feet and a cup of tea in her hand, staring out the rain-blurred window…
This is a very nice tea, so smooth and mellow. Really perfect for a day of summer rain. What could be better?
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sounds like a painting
That’s one of the things I miss about my mom: hearing her hum hymns to the rhythm of the machine needle, then the clink of her scissors snipping off threads. Thanks for the note that made me smile.
Not only can I imagine it… I can smell the rain and feel that otherworldly air that closes in when rain isolates us. I think I even see the kitty!
sounds like a painting
That’s one of the things I miss about my mom: hearing her hum hymns to the rhythm of the machine needle, then the clink of her scissors snipping off threads. Thanks for the note that made me smile.
Not only can I imagine it… I can smell the rain and feel that otherworldly air that closes in when rain isolates us. I think I even see the kitty!