Winding Down

Since I showed the start of my day yesterday, I thought I’d talk about the end of my day today.  Most late fall / winter nights end with a cup of herbal tea and a good book on the couch under a quilt.

Last night, we had hot cocoa spiked with peppermint schnapps instead of tea, but the general concept is the same.  I’m curled up here with an old quilt that my grandmother made: the top is pieced from old wool coats and the back is made from flannel.  It’s handquilted and oh so warm, though it is beginning to show some wear.  I’ve had this quilt forever, I know it kept myself and my roommate warm at a few football games in college too. 

I love having my grandmother with me every night as I read.  She instilled a love of reading in me from a very young age.  I fondly remember sitting on her lap as she read me stories then taught me to read to her.  She was always one to buy us books as gifts and I’m quite sure she bought me every single one of the Bobbsey Twin books, that I adored as a child.