This morning the front yard and driveway had been drifted with falling plum blossoms, a soft pink snow that barely lasts a day or two. I wandered around the yard looking for flowers to cut and bring in the house - Wednesday is video with Mom day, and since sister G would be busy with her son's wedding, it'd be just me to spend the 40 minutes, and I thought actually showing my mom the spring flowers instead of just telling her would be a better option. It is so difficult to guess what bits get through the dementia, but she seemed to like seeing the forsythia and the hellebore...
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~ stitchbird halfway ~
yet another project as part of replacing what was lost with my grey hat... many years ago I embroidered a bird on the pocket of a corduroy pinafore, and when the garment wore out, the embroidery became a brooch. This new one will be more a blue bird of happiness than a grey bird of persistence, because among other things, persistence in a Useful Direction can lead to a modicum of happiness... (and because using what is on hand in the boxes of colored floss is a thrifty virtue) ~ stitchbird halfway ~
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I needed some cottage cheese, since the milk delivery service never seems to have it in stock, but it is often available at the closest grocery. A rather soggy bike ride ensued, but was well worth the dampness, since their plant racks had been refilled... I'd just been talking with my pal Leslie about how much I wanted to start again with some new rhubarb, and there the baby plants were, all pink and green and happy. I now know that rhubarb wants as rich a spot as can be managed, and probably less shade than my former attempt. With luck, and effort of course, there will be homegrown rhubarb in a year or two.
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"...somewhere between the time you arrive
And the time you go
May lie a reason you were alive
That you'll never know..."
And the time you go
May lie a reason you were alive
That you'll never know..."
~ Jackson Browne
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Twice I attempted to reglaze a picture frame, using glass from a discounted frame from Goodwill. Both times the glass broke wrongly, probably user error since I rarely attempt cutting glass to size. I suspect that there may be some helpful hints in the University of YouTube. Rather than keep feeding the sunk cost, since the third time more likely to be "enemy action" than "the charm", I'm going to just put that bit of paper ephemera away, instead of on the wall. Goodness knows there is no lack of housey decorations to be remedied...
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March SMART goals (x=extra)
| # | THINGS MADE | THINGS FIXED | THINGS GONE |
| 1 | red enamel samples | bathroom undersink access | some driveway moss |
| 2 | turn buttons | contrast numbers on oven knob | recycle bin |
| 3 | 6 tiny books | paint frame black | yard waste bin |
| 4 | 2 velour sports bras | frame gift painting | recycle bin |
| 5 | Stromgard enamels | front yard dandelions uprooted | recycle bin |
| 6 | velour sports bra | x | yard waste bin |
| 7 | indoor hat | x | yard waste bin |
| 8 | x | x | x |
| 9 | x | x | x |
today's gratitudes -
1. eggplant lasagna
2. kind words from friends
3. anti-weasel serum
Time of Isolation - Day 1361
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