Two words describe the reason I didn't blog last night.
This is one of my three favorite restaurants in Williamsburg. The other two are Blue Talon and Carrot Tree.
By the time I staggered out, having eaten a simply superb dinner, I was capable only of lurching to my room. And I went to bed early.
Before all this, though, I did some stitching.
I now have almost a corner for the Tudor Pincushion:
And, since filling in squares was getting a trifle tedious, I started a squirrel:
He looks like he has a bow on his head.
Today I started filling in his coat, but don't have a picture to share. Baby Girl arrived midday, we went to lunch, then wandered around the Historic District for awhile. I got to spend time at the Milliner's shop, my favorite trade site in Williamsburg, so I was very happy. Then the cold and damp air drove us both in.
Tomorrow there are scheduled activities as well as stitching time, so I will have to set an alarm clock so we'll be where we're supposed to be when we're supposed to be there.
My escape is half over . . .