Saturday, March 13, 2010
It certainly was a winter to remember. It's mid March and I can still make snowballs. At least today. My piles of white stuff are getting smaller and smaller and with this weekend's downpours I fear it may be the end of them. The end of the cold stuff has triggered a total knitting malaise on my part. The abrupt jolt between February and March weather is sometimes hard to get your head around. One day snow boots and the next day flip flops. Seriously. I had to paint my toenails yesterday. Opi Russian Navy.