Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter, Long ago.
Okay, okay... no snow here in north Texas, but it's pretty chilly and it feels like Christmas for sure. I am nearly done with my shopping and gift wrapping. I've ordered my tamales for Christmas day and mailed my packages. I feel remarkably un-stressed.
My husband is working on plans to relocate my studio downstairs to our never used dining room. We have used this room as a little sitting room and a place to keep the piano that no one plays anymore. The kids have taken piano lessons over the years, but none of them fell in love with playing, so there sits the piano. It is a lovely instrument, ordered from the factory for my husband's grandmother a thousand years ago. I love it, but it is time for someone to have it who will play and enjoy it.
The husband will be putting in some French doors and then I just need to move about a ton of supplies, but I am very excited. This room has great morning light! And I can avoid the stairs, which my knee (that I broke last spring) will appreciate. Merry Christmas, to me!
Hope your holiday preparations are going well. xo~Dale