(I just now thought of two more tasks that must be added. When will this end?)
In all my busyness, sometimes I pause to look out the window. And even through rain-washed glass and insulating plastic sheeting, the forsythia on the lawn is glorious.
|Random shot at windowsill stuff. Just because. The purple scrap is a finished African violet.|
Now. Back to work. Gotta get ahead of those lists.