By now, the national media has dissected our recent heat wave and all the gloomy projections about what it all means have taken their toll. So as much as I am enjoying the early spring, I know that it's not a good thing. But it's still lovely in my backyard and the dogwood is coming along nicely.
A hard freeze is forecast for tonight and that will be troublesome for many of the spring blooms. I can cover up the flowers on the ground, but the trees will be out there on their own. The dogwood blooms looks awfully delicate; here's hoping that they are tougher than they look.
I am grateful that Robert Mueller is on the job because I have grown weary of the bully-in-chief. He’s bad for the world and worse than that for our nation. I like to read (I just finished Sherman Alexie’s The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven), garden, cook, and talk.
I love… holiday plans, Mason jars, twinkling lights, the smell of piney branches, a good book, Christmas ribbon, holiday cooking, cheery plaid skirts, the smooth feel of velvet, advent calendars, spiced cider, a steamy mug of tea on a cold night, soft nightgowns, a good book, address labels, morning coffee, cashmere sweaters, the smell of cedar, time to write, and the tired feel of a good workout.