I’m Thinking Door Wreath!

The William Dam Seeds came on the spring equinox. Fitting. Appropriate.

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Let the seedling games begin.

In Other News ~

Yesterday.

Yesterday, it was 53 Fahren. It was sunny. G-Pup took us for a walk. Sniffed. Marked her territory anew. The tongue lolled. The tail swished. Okay. That last bit might have been me. But let’s be clear, I marked nothing.

Today.

Today, it’s 22-Fahren-feels-like-6 and will remain in the 20’s and 30’s for the remainder of the week. GAH.

Hear Ye! Hear Ye!

In the new climate — the climate of change — I no longer have a seasonal wardrobe. I have a layered wardrobe. From tankini and flip-flops to down parka and winter boots… just layer it on and off. Everything is jumbled together in the closet.

Did I say ‘jumbled’? I meant tidily stacked and labeled.

Grab the flip-flops and cropped pants and tee one day, the fleece-lined jeans, hoodie and ankle boots the next. The end.

That’s no lie, Geppetto.

The tankini might be a grey area though. Just sayin’.

Here be Hump Day.

I’ve got a brand new pair of roller skates. Wait. Ice skates. No, wait. Roller skates…

Ice-roller-ice-roller-ice-roller…

Whatevs.

Elen