My mom's vintage pincushion that somehow remains undamaged after more than forty years of use, filled with new jewel-topped straight pins.
The smallest cat keeping me company during my afternoon of sewing.
My new summer bag. I've always wanted a white leather bag and this, my friends, was the year. It was the last one, it was 40% off, it was destiny.
A white wine spritzer, sipped on a lake front terrace in the warm breezy moments before an amazing thunderstorm.
Summer: it is good.