One usually connects leaves of many colors floating to the ground, swirling in the wind, with the beginning of autumn. What I think of and eagerly await each autumn is the blooming of the sagebrush. Looking out my living room window I can see several wonderful patches of yellow out on the railroad land.
Now for an actual bit of stitching! I know it's not much, but I did get a start on Dani's NRR. It's hard to tell, but it will soon be a castle. :)
Before starting I had to clean all around my stitching chair. Magazines, floss, charts, and old mail tend to pile up here to the point that I just cannot stitch. It's much more relaxing for me to stitch in a space that's straightened. As a reward for my hard work, I cut some roses from the garden. From here I can stitch, watch television, and keep an eye on the beautiful yellow sagebrush. Love it!