LAYERS

Yesterday was our coldest winter morning so far.  This is how I spent my quiet time with layers from some of the beloved women in my life:
            The deep green on my shoulder a crocheted throw from my Texas Kim
            The gold and topaz robe from my Michigan Kim.
            The ecru hand crocheted throw made by my mom or maybe even her mom, Josie. I 
            wish I knew          

With smudge on my lap and a Robert Parker book to read, I'd say my layers are making me very content.

Nameste'