-the power going out last night. everywhere. wandering around a bit in the complete blackness. Seeing other folks bobbing around with flashlights and candles. feeling safe even through my worry about the outage.
-munching on waleed’s pita chips. ’nuff said.
-sitting in the back porch reading. burning a stick of vanilla incense. looking up at the blue sky and the soft light filtering through the trees…
-sitting in the garden at dusk and smelling the heady, nearly overpowering, scent of honeysuckle.
-finishing CatGirl’s colonial costume this afternoon. Pride in knowing that I was able to sew the apron and mobcap without a pattern, using a bit of white fabric from a friend.