Birthday number 55

5:30am

Rise and shine! I woke up to the dawn chorus. Grabbed my white fluffy robe and even brushed my hair before swooping it up into my stay-at-home hair clip!

It’s my birthday. Number 55. I used to think people in their fifties were so old.

I won’t be spending much time online today. I’m going to do my work, learn my new groups platform then, check in with my sewing/quilting buddies, and make something. My plan is to knock out the rest of the Bristle Creek Farmhouse block-of-the-month this morning.

I always think I’ll do some amazing birthday challenge associated with my age. And, maybe I will, and I’ll write about it later or in my Instagram stories.

But, for now, I have sourdough started so I can take a loaf to my mom and dad today. I haven’t seen them since this whole self-quarantine thing started. And, it’s going to be a lovely, warm, non-windy day…perfect to go sit on their porch and visit.

Well, I know I’m talking to myself here, since I haven’t posted anywhere about my blog, so have a wonderful day of making, art, sitting, breathing, eating, exercising, and loving the day, no matter what it brings.

Your friend,
Anne Dovel