The trees are full of robins. The hills are full of snow. It may feel like winter today, but the birds say no.
They were taking a bath in the puddles left over from the rain. Its that time of year that fills me with joy. Knowing that it will be time to dream of planting seeds and watching the tiny blades stick up out of the damp and warming earth. I am so glad I live in a place that even though the snow is falling in the hills the robins are taking baths in the rain. It has been a nice week.
For the first time in two years,( after the 10 days to slow the spread) Ron finally went back to the office.
It has taken me a bit to adapt. I am reminded again of how many things I take for granted. We had lunch together everyday. I forget to eat when I am here alone. He is always on time for dinner. He just has a short walk to his office, but a twenty minute drive after he gets off work. Just those things that I didn't notice before.
I finally had enough brain power to work on my Dancing Rabbit rug.
Saundra is holding another hook along. She posted pictures of the people that are doing great work over there on her blog. Saundra of Woodland Junction.
I have to stop hooking sometimes to do some counted cross stitch. It could be that all of the cross stitch artists have been posting their wares on Instagram of the wonderful patterns that will be going to market in Nashville next week. I have thoroughly enjoyed seeing what they will be offering. I remarked to my husband there just isn't enough time to sew all of those wonderful patterns I would love to make.
This is what I worked on this week, while not hooking.
Its called Hen and Chicks by Brenda Gervais. I have had the pattern for awhile and its almost spring, and the only chicks I will have now will be sewing them.
I hope you have the best weekend and it isn't too filled up with snow.
Thanks for stopping by,