The remains of the summer.

I had some kind of ritual today by making little
piles of the dried petals from the bouquet up here.
That's my way to deal with autumn and winter.
I will miss mostly the summerlight, especially
early in the morning when it has a fairy-tale
beauty and producing elongated shadows
on my working table.
i will also miss the house in the summer with all
the windows open to cool down the place.
I love listening to all sorts of noises; on the street-
side i have a mix of cars passing by, playing children,
distand voices, the hammering of a do-it-yourselver,
sparrows, pigeons, swallows and magpies.
A plane coming over.
On the side of the garden there are tits, robins, wrens,
blackbirds, i could hear a song thrush for a couple of
days and i even spotted a woodpecker!
Don't need radio or music in summer, i just
listen to what the street is bringing in.



If there was a possibility to hibernate, i
would not hesitate :-)
I was of course also working on the pincushions
and the labels, you will see them in my next post.