Well, maybe a little. How can I not linger outside now that summer has finally arrived? Fortunately, the Little Rogue piece is at the hand stitching stage, and I've enjoyed extended afternoons on the porch working on it. Progress is slow but enjoyable as I hand-couch the braid into place. This is a bit of a meditative process, with little pre-planning at to where the braid will go. I let my fingers be led by childhood memory of how rivers flow and eddy, widen out and race through narrows.