A rainy August Sunday is as good a day as any to birth a blog. I have no regrets over not being outside enjoying the dwindling summer days. I can sit here tapping at the keys or sit and string multitudes of beads to knit into yet another bracelet; all the while relishing the luscious aroma of a HUGE pot of homemade spaghetti sauce and meatballs bubbling away on the stove. I can't take credit today for the sauce pot. That goes to a husband who loves to cook as much as I do. How great is that? Life's simple pleasures...working with the hands to make something beautiful, music, food and family all in one place on a rainy afternoon. These are the things that provide contentment & satisfaction.
Music is a fundamental component of a day such as this. Mark Knopfler's "The Ragpicker's Dream" is playing as I type (check out the song "The Place Where We Used To Live").
