~painting by carl holsoe |
When I got home, I felt like I'd been on rides at the fairgrounds. Too much movement for a homebody like me. Gracious.
Now I'm all tucked up into bed, thinking of taking a bath and finishing the cup of tea that sits beside me. Tomorrow ought to be pretty laid back. A short grocery store trip, no surprises (fingers crossed) and just puttering along. We're supposed to get some wild rain on Wednesday, but you know how that is. We'll see about that.
I need a day of quietness, hand sewing, washing dishes and preparing one of my tinctures that should be ready to decant into a pretty brown bottle. Just me stuff. :)