Did yesterdays post sneak up on you with no warning? It did for me too, so sorry about that. The ebb and flow of this thing called life you know...
It did provide some perspective. I could be better about prioritizing my time, my commitments, definitely. I have a hard time saying no to things. I also figured if this is destined to be the summer of salty air and sandy car floors, then we really should commemorate with a little something special. Something to symbolize this happily beach filled summer, and let go of my longing for the mountain air and the trail beneath my feet. As I've said before, they'll both be there waiting, they always are. So, how about a new beach blanket?
I've been collecting these vintage towels for a while now (you cannot buy towels of this quality today), not entirely sure what I would do with them, but wanting it to be something special. I've also been inspired by this beauty. I think I'll combine the two, a quilt made of vintage towels for the beach. Sounds appropriate enough... I'll back it with a vintage sheet, and who knows what sort of random pattern will wind up appearing on the front. Hopefully it'll be ready in time for a few September beach trips, to picnic and search for invertebrates, gently turning over rocks in hopes of discovering various critters. That never gets old.
So, one crappy day that reached the boiling point will result in a new quilt for our beach travels, allowing for even more beautiful memories to be made. Not bad at all.
