Actually, it’s snowing outside my window right now and we’re supposed to get quite a few inches. I guess we haven’t quite made it through this winter yet. Saturday sure felt like spring though, so I behaved as if it were. I worked in our garden for the first time in many, many months. Last summer and fall I had to give it up because of my pregnancy, so I’ve been anxious for my chance to get started again. I planted lettuce, spinach, kale, and other spring vegetables. Larkspur planted her own little garden, requesting a few seeds from each of my packets. My oldest son complained a bit (possibly a lot) when I asked him to hoe a bed for me. “Seth, you’ve just got to channel Almanzo,” I told him. We’ve been reading The Long Winter, and the past few nights Jonny and I have taken turns reading the chapters aloud as we are met with cries of “One more!” at the end of each one. Between daylight savings time and that book, our kids have been staying up way too late. I asked Seth how many teenaged boys would be as brave as Almanzo Wilder and Cap Garland, traveling out onto the open snow-buried prairie in search of food for their starving town, at the risk of their own lives. Puts a little hoeing in the garden right into perspective I think. We’re supposed to start Little Town on the Prairie next but maybe we need to revisit Farmer Boy first.
I didn’t make it to Baltimore for the Yarn Harlot’s book signing. I went to my church’s Friday night Lenten soup supper with my family instead, which was really nice. Honestly, I always kind of dread going to those things because it’s kind of nerve wracking trying to keep up with lots of small children carrying bowls of soup. But once we’re there, I’m always glad because there’s something warm and cozy about being surrounded by our community. Had I gone to the book signing, it would have been just Job and me driving in major traffic (for hours) on Friday and I just couldn’t justify doing that to my baby. I did get my haircut earlier in the week in anticipation of going though. Because obviously, I needed to have recently trimmed hair in order to hand my book over to Stephanie for her to sign. She could have written something like, “Happy knitting and hey, nice hair! XOXO, Stephanie.” In fact, it was my first haircut in a year and I am really glad that I finally mustered up the motivation to get that done. The girl that has been cutting my hair for years had vanished from the salon she used to work for, but I managed to hunt her down at her new one. I’m not sure whether that pleased or scared her. Beatrix got her hair bobbed. I neglected to take proper “after” photos but I think it looks really cute. Mine looks the same minus split ends. Well, and it is now the same length on both sides (You may or may not remember me mentioning that I burned off an inch or so on one side with a faulty curling iron months ago and rather than getting it fixed, just started wearing it in a ponytail.)
I hope there were some sunny spots in your weekend, or that at least there is some sun in your forecast! I am telling myself that surely I can handle the next few days of crummy weather because Saturday, full of honeybees and pollen, seeds and dirt, and a good bit of spring cleaning as well–it was pretty near perfect.
Oh, and Happy Saint Patrick’s Day! I’m planning to make these. Well, not exactly. I’ll make regular brownies, but I am totally making that green avocado frosting!