So, I was going to mention my lazy day. Can't believe I could let myself loll on the couch-- we call it the boat-- for much of the day, reading a novel, Magician's Assistant by Ann Patchett. It has kept me entranced. Bruce thought we ought to get out, but the rain has made the drive into ice, and I was feeling like a lazy bones. I did get out for a yard walk, checking out the deer tracks, getting the smallest leaves of kale from the snow covered garden, seeing that the barrow garden under the window wasn't in a good shape...a failed test, but the seeds might be encouraged in the spring sun. I got up to the upper spring source and picked watercress, fresh greens! which were great in the miso soup for lunch. I even paired up some socks and bagged up those many singletons. How do socks lose their mates so easily? But, what a silly post! The color muse in me is sleeping and the butterfly which flits about getting things done is in hibernation. I am a lazy bones with the wish to get back to the read.
I promise to be with the color play again before the year is out....maybe tomorrow. Be well and at peace.