Winter is not my season. I feel like I am just holding my breath, waiting for those warmer spring evenings. Winter for me is usually just January and February, but this past December felt like I was going to pass out. So cold, and then that white stuff over Christmas.
While I am turning blue holding my breath, my creative inspirations are all hot weather and flip flops. The moment that calendar turns over to the new year it is full on spring time in my head.
It's spring time in the sewing studio too :->