I get giddy this time of the year. Giddier then usual I should say. Maybe it’s the chill in the early morning, the frost on the rooftop or the simple realization that I can see my breath as I walk to the car that gets to me. I don’t know. Fall just makes me feel alive. I love sleeping snuggled deep into the covers, whining noticeably to my hubby when I have to get up and he gets to stay warm. Padding around the pre-dawn hours in my heavy winter terry cloth robe is a perk I leave to winter. While I dislike freezing temperatures and ice on the windshield, winter white represents a sense of purity that’s refreshing. The beauty of new snow, dotted here and there with the evergreens; against a contrasting gray sky, signals rebirth is but a few months away.The best thing about fall is the linens. The rough texture of a vintage linen towel or the silky smoothness of an Irish tablecloth, in vibrant fall colors, gets to me. Nature knows what she is doing when she carpets the floor of the forest with the gold and reds of fallen leaves. That’s the image represented by fall linens carefully landscaped on a Thanksgiving table.
We’ve just put our fall stock into the stores and both stores look great. As we have an abundance of summer linens, I did my best to separate them, but for you diehard summer people still clinging to the waning summer like weather that we have here in Colorado, don’t despair. There are still summer linens left in stock for you. To my fall people, go crazy. Again, if you see me in the stores with my face buried in the linens, just move me over. There’s room for both of us. By the way, for my quilters getting ready to burrow in this winter with your quilt projects, we just put our quilting and fabric stock on sale. Look in the material cubbies for the 30% off stickers.
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So, so beautiful!