The scene today was typical. The pre-grocery shopping gathering up of recipes for the week, ingredient lists, jars for filling, egg cartons and milk jugs for returning, canvas bags for carrying.

The grocery shopping was a bit atypical though. I was alone. There was no bribery, no peeling of floppy toddlers off the floor, no talking with the little one about each and every thing going into the cart. It was efficient.
So was the rest of the day. I had it to myself with very few obligations. This is rare. So much so that I can't remember the last time I had eight daylight hours in a row to myself, for myself. I sat in the sun and finished reading a book. I sewed. I roasted eggplant and made baba ganoush. I listened to Liz Gilbert, to Ira Glass. I listened to the birds. I walked by the lake. I puttered about catching up on not doing anything in particular. I can't think of a better way to have started the long weekend.

The bag is my newly sewn market bag. The inspiration came from the burda style charlie bag. The pinstriped canvas and green linen from this fabric shopping adventure. I like it so much that my sewing today was the piecing of another -- this time a greyish denim lined with yellow and white baby seersucker. Photos of that one soon.
Quick reminder - the gocco swap sign up deadline is Tuesday! It's shaping up to be another good one...



















