I thought it was spring . . .

Easter can't happen in the winter, right?

So why is it that, today, which happens to be the first day in months I put on a skirt and actually wear it outdoors, and which also happens to be the day before Easter, is it snowing? Anyone got an answer? Anyone? Anyone. Bueller? Bueller?
Winter has had three months to spit snow. Heck, it can even have part of November. It's March. Last weekend, it was gorgeous. This week it's snowing. I love Maryland in March.

Anyway, true to my word, I didn't do a lot yesterday, other than find those sites I posted. I found a cute freebie on My Aunt's Attic of a little songbird. Since I had some 40 count pale yellow linen, I decided that it would be really cute stitched in blues as sort of a Provence-feel to it. I could make a cute little pincushion with that, or else make a sachet. I've discovered I sleep much better when I put a sachet of lavendar under the pillows (you can still smell it), and since I have lavendar bushes, well, that would be pretty cool to have my own sachet, made with my little hands, with my own lavendar, under the pillows. Will have to work on that.

And of course, I am here at my PT job, without the floss to do the little bird. Bugger, bugger, bugger. But I do have LHN Heart of America to work on--I am anything if not well-prepared. These are times when I am glad I buy too much stuff.