Thunderstruck

For the past several days, we've had wonderful thunder-rumbling rain, usually in the afternoon.  You know already that I love that.  It's cozy and comfortable and perfect for reading, cross-stitching and, instead of wearing one, knitting a comfy sweater.  (Which I am, by the way.)

On the reading front, I recently found, after a long search, this book:

Elizabeth Keckley, as the subtitle says, was Mary Lincoln's seamstress.  She is also a personal heroine of mine.  I'm anxious to read this, though I started another book today.  This is a slim little volume: 156 pages, so it'll likely be a one day's read once I start.