I may have promised that I was done showing pictures of our Maine trip. But Ursula lives in a little white house with a red door in the middle of a field of flowers. How could I not show pictures?
You don't have to ask me twice.
And the big sky.
After the garden tour, we sat in the shade and talked about everything from farming to World War II. We ate cheese and cherries and watched hummingbirds zip around the yard. The hummingbirds are bigger up there. It's probably the altitude.
Ursula and Wolfgang's house is charming. I may want to be them when I grow up.
This week I am enjoying some time at my own fairly charming house, doing a little of this and a little of that. The "this" is mainly cleaning and the "that" is mainly sewing. I have a few new shop projects in the works that I'll share later in the week. I also have some very exciting fabric arriving soon that I'm just busting to get my hands on. I'll probably start taking pictures of it before I even make anything, so there's that to look forward to as well!