Our totally unusual winter with the HUGE drifts is moving into spring. The last of the drifts in my yard are not very spectacular anymore. Now they are small and covered with dirt that has blown in. I am developing "garden fever". It is a very common ailment. Yesterday was so bad that I cleaned the garage (okay, half of it) so I could set up my seed sprouting spot.
It is still weeks before the "last freeze", or not. We might be done with the severe cold but we have a long history of spring snows and freezes. It snowed one year on the 4th of July. I think it was 105 during the following year's parade.
On the quilting front, I am plodding along with the tedious monster. I keep telling myself that each stitch gets me closer to my goal. It's starting to sound like another work of fiction.