Today we talked; we're very good at that! But our talking generally enables us to make progress with whatever it is that needs discussing, and that was the case today. We worked out one of the reasons we are unsettled here (it's an issue of autonomy, of not being in sole control of things as part of a 'flat community'), we've been doing some financial calculations, and we came to realise that the next house move doesn't have to be the final house move - if it doesn't work out, we can sell and move on.
We're going to see another property. One step at a time. Maybe it will be 'New Year, new start'.
The weather is still keeping us on our toes; another front, pouring rain, very blustery winds, then clearing up to a bright but very cold afternoon. I put the washing out but it was almost just as wet when N brought it back in again. The garden is squelchy underfoot and everywhere has a slightly windswept look about it.
This afternoon I made some decisions about the quilting on the borders of the quilt. I had tried to machine quilt some hearts in-between the feather patterns but I unpicked every single one - none of them looked any good at all. I was really disappointed with my efforts. Then I had the idea of hand quilting the hearts (using the same thread doubled), and it looks fine. Problem finally solved. I did all six hearts this evening, and hopefully tomorrow I may pin the border to the top.
I happened to glance out of the window this afternoon and caught the final rays of the sun from behind the clouds, and for some reason it lifted my spirits.
I marvel at the beauty of the sky. It has the power to uplift, sooth, inspire and I have become more aware of the simple pleasure of looking at it through this year, whether from my lounge window or the sweeping landscape of Orkney. There is a promise of tomorrow, another day, new possibilities.
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