Feet up

Finally came to rest late evening with my feet up on the coffee table. Naughty but necessary after a Pilates session that'd gone up a notch and then relaxing sewing afterwards.

To be honest, nothing wild happened today. Just another day of mundane but useful pithering with LH doing exhaustive research on winter tyres. I did manage a blissful hour in the workroom which meant I had to rush to get out early evening. Such a nice, calm and solitary space.