I thought I only had dreaming and thinking in me tonight but...
the dreaming led to making.
I went out on the porch with my carders, drop spindle, some wool and the knitting that I had started for the section I had imagined.
A strip of pink for June, for the roses.
And so I did some making while listening to the rain.
A few more rows for my fieldnote blanket.
I am not sure if I will ever be able to use my drop spindle inside again...
Even if the boys had slept through what I was doing, Widget had her eye on me.