John and I went to bed early and woke up at midnight to hear fireworks going off and church bells ringing. It lasted only a few moments. We wished each other a happy new year, kissed, and then promptly fell fast asleep again.
This morning the pastures have a brown and faded look, like an apron that has had too many careless washings. Rural Free: A Farmwife's Almanac of Country Living by Rachel Peden
I am a wife, the mother of four grown sons, and nana to five grandchildren. I work part-time as a librarian/ archivist at a university library. I enjoy knitting socks, hats, mittens and other items for charity, reading, hand quilting, growing old-fashioned flowers, and bird watching.