Meet Beverly

On this drizzly, snowy February Tuesday I bought a new-to-me car. It's an "arrest me" red Chevy HHR with charcoal and light gray upholstery. I've decided to name her Beverly, don't know why but it seems the perfect name for her. I haven't named my car since I was in high school and we called Mom's 1950 Chrysler 4-door "The Black Beauty." Eeeeee, I have a new vehicle, one that I can easily shove my dive gear and other cargo into. I was so over my sedan.


I had to go spend my anniversary gift card from Barnes & Noble. I looked at knitting books but then I remembered that I'm trying to not knit for a few days, maybe a week, to give my wrists and hands a break. (Frequent chiro visits are helping a lot, so much that I cancelled my nerve test.) So I looked at sewing books. I was temped by a "One Yard Wonders" book but finally settled on a book called Carefree Quilts. It's my kind of blocks, not many straight lines, bright colors, and most of them are a bit wonky to boot. I'm really enjoying making the Block of the Month blocks so it was a safe buy. I finished the first of the February blocks on Sunday and have the second one nearly done. I planned to finish that one today but I spent the afternoon going to adopt Beverly, then Durwood and I went to the grocery and on the way home we stopped at a cafe for supper. I've decided to start referring to the basement sewing area as my studio. The word lends it a bit of dignity and makes me feel good about being there. I like it; it's my own special space.





Life is emerging in our front yard in the form of Daffodils and Crocuses. Those little shafts of green make all the difference on the gray days.









You can uncross your fingers, Durwood found us a renter. That was quick. Hallelujah!