Thoughts going into the new lockdown…
He wanted one too.
It’s that weird time of Spring – where it’s getting warmer but it still looks brown and dead everywhere.
Yes it sometimes snows in May, and often in April, but the last few days it’s been so warm I only need a sweater.
Is it really only Wednesday?
Slowly, every so, the pond ice is thinning giving way to the flow of water.
This photo, this setting felt so oddly familiar to me.
There was that one balmy day where the air wasn’t bitter cold and the sun shone down warm.
I made this cardigan with a pattern, sort of.
The face I make when I see the upteenth selfie coupled with writing how happy they are.
