The sun has come out after a showery
and I have taken my handwork
The air smells of wet wood,
Quiet and still, I hear a gull calling in the distance.
The campers in the campground next door
have not yet emerged
from their tents
and their travel
and I savour the moments
before their children
re-discover the chill of the water
begin the business
of chasing squirrels from the trees.
Across the lake, a lone fisherman
and I can hear the faint tick-tick-ticking
I sit in the hot sun
until I begin to feel the trickle
behind my knee
and behind my neck,
under my hair.
the quilt becomes
to hold on my lap.
I put stitching daisies
until the cool of the evening
me to return
3 Replies to “Sunday Morning Sunshine”
How lovely. I’m about to hand quilt my first piece – I might sit on my front porch to do it. 🙂
Your cabin days seem so peaceful. Almost makes me wish I didn’t have electricity or water…well, not really, but almost.
Lovely quilt Nita. I adore peaceful mornings. Sounds like you are enjoying the move.