Our first really warm day since October of last year. Winter, what passed for winter this year, seems to be on the way out. I can't be happier. I am reunited with my bicycle.

It seemed urgent that we enjoy the sunshine, that we spent the day outside, on the move. It was equally imperative that I complete an assignment for school so between those two very urgent needs there was no crafting, gardening, or cooking this weekend.

We did however pick and purchase the fabrics for the the sad black chair, and soon to be couch pillows. My mother's sewing machine is finally here and I will be venturing in the world of sewing on my own, with no previous experience and very little guidance.


We let the cat out for a bit. She is still skittish, afraid of the sounds. I sat with her in a sunny patch of the deck finishing up the Carl Sagan book I got Michael for his birthday. The book is wonderful, it made me feel quite overwhelmed with my own brief burst of life. I needed to feel like I was doing something with this tiny moment I get in such a very big universe.

The owl sweater is on hold, as I am knitting some gloves/mittens for a coworker. The timing is poor and I have taken to long to get to it, but at least she will have them for next winter.

Tonight, I feel happy. Michael leaves for an overnight shift and tells me that my face is flushed, my cheeks are red. I feel sleepy, like I spent the day at the beach. I'm ready to curl up with a new book, to have some tea, and get a good nights rest.