ramblings on knitting, mothering, learning, writing, and rural living.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
One by one they fell
I wish I could give you a good report. I wish all I had to post were bright sunny pictures of a pretty country setting, birds gathering and flowers blooming. In fact, I wish it was 80 degrees and the pool was open and we all had nice tans and naturally bleached hair and ate outside every night and stayed up late and caught lightning bugs and were barefoot all the time and warm and... oh my, I think this cabin fever is making me delirious.