As the days have come and gone since Susan first chose me as her March recipient of her special apron, I have become a believer in the magic of the apron.
The very first day, I was aware of something special about the apron...and with each day passing, it grows and grows. Susan has reminded me the apron chooses the recipient.
I woke up in the middle of the night, thinking about the post for today. My thoughts were churning around in my head. I was afraid I wasn't a good enough writer to get this message across to you. This post is about the day of arrival.
The apron has arrived...
It felt like a delectable piece of chocolate...you know what I mean. It tastes so wonderful you want to take very tiny bites and savor each morsel.
And so, I carefully removed the postal envelope. I just stared at it for a few minutes. It was obvious Susan had taken such care by precisely folding the apron. Enclosed was a card.
Let me say, the pattern style is unique and....
|Chicks and Cooked Eggs|
The fabric prints were perfectly chosen to compliment each other.
If you are waiting to hear me say I danced around my kitchen with it on...you can forget that. I will never admit to it....well, maybe a little dancing!
The story of the enclosed handmade card by Susan, I will save for another day's post.
If you read my previous post on the apron, you will remember it will become a "traveling apron". I plan on sending it to one of my followers. The goal is to create a common thread that will connect Susan and our blogging friends in a very special way. Each recipient (blogging friend), will be wearing the apron for a while and then passing it on.
"Susan, my dear new friend....the credit all goes to you!"
Read her blog, My Mother's Apron Strings and bring another friend into our circle. It is not my place to tell her story...she does it so much better.
It may seem like I have overused the words unique, special, magical and apron in this post, but Susan is definitely worthy of any praises I may sing of her....