The weather continues to toy with us. March definitely came in like a lion, with cold driving wind and rain, but aside from my neighbor’s new wool-endeavor, there is no lamb in sight. Today in fact, it snowed. It snowed most of the day, but thankfully it didn’t stick.
The other day, season notwithstanding, my eldest brought me a lovely bouquet. Truly, she did. She picked it from the outdoors, even, and no; I don’t have any crocuses in bloom. She found a lovely vase, decorated it cheerily, and even filled it up with water for the, uh, flowers.