That was the high temperature today. I couldn't believe it. I actually opened the window over the kitchen sink for a little while to let real air into the house. When I opened the drapes this morning and looked at the birdbath I knew it was warm out there. What had been a glacier topped by a mound of snow was a wimpy little ice floe that disappeared by noon. The birds had a field day with all of the seed and cracked corn exposed by the melting snow but it looks so dirty I couldn't make myself take a picture. And some of the rabbit raisins tint the snow blue. I have no idea why or how. I'm not letting myself get too excited because we're supposed to get a snow/freezing rain mix on Wednesday. Yippee.
The snow on the ground went away quickly too in that high heat. The snow on the roof was melting so quickly I could hear the snow melt cascading down the downspouts from indoors. The six-inch-deep snow on the patio table is nearly gone too.
I had a critique Zoom this morning with cda and then spent most of the rest of the day working through the next manuscript. I had been making this page of notes and got a couple of them crossed off but I'm confident that I'll have more notes soon. I should probably be doing other things (like laundry) but I'm kind of on a writing jag and want to take advantage of the urge and energy. I have got to get back to Spies Don't Retire for a last read-through. Tomorrow. I'll do it tomorrow. Well, start it. I got the final files of the cover back today from GetCovers and I really like it.
I took a break from writing to paint this watercolor of Alstromeria, a kind of lily that's popular in grocery store bouquets. I like the way it turned out and I liked painting it. Only three or four more days of painting flowers with this class before I have to find someone else to paint with. Maybe I'll go back to this teacher's beginner class on Creativebug and paint that one again.
I heard from a friend today that all of the Joann stores are closing. I need to get myself over there because I need some safety eyes for the little softies that OJ and I are crocheting. Can't forget to pick up some white felt too. Just a little square if there are any left.
--Barbara
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Joann closing? Too many of our old favorites disappearing. The times, they are a'changing.
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