It’s true. I love making pillows, and especially on rainy days. Now that Fall is officially upon us, I am thinking ahead to the stash of fabrics I’ve accumulated over the summer, with bright peonies and yellow sunflowers and rust colored prints, all with lots of summer-green leaves and patterns. And bottons. Lots of buttons.

I’d have to say I love buttons, too. There’s something almost magical about holding handfuls of different shaped buttons, wondering whose dresses or skirts or blouses they’re from, and letting them fall through your fingers. The older the better, I’ve always said. At least it seems that way to me. And now, in this day and age, we have blouses that wrap around our middles and velcro strips that close with just one touch. I wonder if we will ever forget how to button our buttons?

Regardless, I hope we never forget the nudge to hunker down at the sewing machine on cozy, rainy or snowy days, to stitch up a couple of pillows. saving the hand work for later in the afternoon with a cup of hot mint tea on the table … at least that’s how I do it.

We all have our small routines that bring order into our lives, don’t we? My rainy day agendas also conclude with fresh-baked banana or zucchini bread, but that’s my way.

Our modern women would probably prefer a long hike, or a strenuous mountain bike ride with helmet-wearing friends.  But I am happy with my own pillow-making, button-playing, tea-drinking, banana-bread-baking kind of day, especially when it rains & I have a good book waiting to be read at bedtime. That’s what I always call a High Cotton Kind of Day!