In my own little corner

Like most little girls I grew up watching Cinderella. Not the cartoon Cinderella, rather the 1960's tv version of Rodgers and Hammerstein's Cinderella. I loved it, I suppose my parents recorded it on VHS and it was stored alongside the numerous tapes of Full House in the two drawers on the large oak entertainment center in the living room.

I remember my Mom liked it too, and she'd sing along to the song Cinderella sings -- in my own little corner in my own little chair I can be whatever I want to be...

I guess it's kind of a sad part of the movie. But at the same time Cinderella is in her happy place where no matter how awful her stepsisters might be, she's in her own little world and happy there.

This winter in the midst of cold and snow, I've found my own little corner. Thanks to my uber-handy dad, I have a great little workspace in the back porch of our house. I like to spend time in there making unnecessary but very lovely things. Hanging up garland and lights, listening to music and writing.

This morning was a beautifully sunny and warm morning (actually got up to 56 degrees back there...that's an all time high) so I decided to sew a few things, to organize my big pile of fabric and take a few photos to share.
I guess when you think about it, it's a little silly that I spend my time in this tiny room that lacks heat...but there's just something about having a little space, a little corner, a little chair where you can retreat and call your own and create whatever it is you'd like to create.

Hope you enjoyed a sunny morning where you live too. The two feet of snow we had is slowly but surely melting into large puddles here in Chicago. And this is just the glimpse I need to know that Spring will indeed come again.