my quiet evening

It was a quiet evening for me.  A run to the library.  A bit of time with an audiobook and  my sewing machine.

I am three quarters of the way piecing another baby quilt.  This is for Miss K and her boy. Then there is Miss L, Mr R, and the Tall Short Person.  They are all had babies or having babies this year.  The one quilt that has to be done by late October is the Tall Short Person.

This with a pot of tea was lovely.

I made a pot of red sauce.  A little bit of onion, garlic, basel, salt, pepper, port, and tomato and a bit of slow cooking and this sauce had the flavor like there was meat in it but there was not.  I would give you the recipe but there is not really a recipe.  I get teased around here that I am an Italian grandmother.  Nope.  I will be an American grandmother.

There was pasta to roll out and cut.  It was a bit interesting after a couple glasses of wine but it was all good.

Everything bubbled while I drank my wine and read a book from the library.  When my Beloved came home, he served up dinner and we talked.  

It was a lovely evening.  It would have been perfect if My Beloved had been home for the evening but I obviously made due.