The birds have been serenading me each morning for the past 3 weeks. They obviously know something old Puxatawney Phil doesn't. I've had a miniature daffodil blooming in my wildflower garden for the past week and this morning I saw the earliest blooming cherry trees decked out in Spring pink 3 weeks earlier than usual. I just wish Daylight Savings Time began this Saturday rather than at the end of the month.
Having recovered fairly well from my big fall I'm ready to resume work in the studio. My arm was still too sore when I tried drawing 10 days ago but since then I have mastered grocery shopping, driving and lots of slice and dice work in the kitchen. Time to celebrate the changing light by another studio attempt. Ain't life grand!!
