I'm trying. I really am. And when I forget, life reminds me. Amy, you gotta relax. Some things, you can't control, so you just gotta let it happen however it's going to happen.
Meanwhile, I've been embroidering those loops, a free-wheeling design drawn with a washable fabric marker on a piece of denim destined to be another headband.
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It's not done yet. Simple, loopy stitching.
Oh, and the phoebe nest under our deck has one creamy, beautiful egg in it so far. I can peek at it from above, through the deck slats. Later I saw mama phoebe resting in the nest. This makes me so happy I don't even have the words.
Linking up with my creative space, which has a brand-new shiny home.