I have to admit, I am dying for some warm weather, and for some flowers to start poking their heads out of the ground.
We can feel it in our house too. My "Little" asked me the other day why "...that stupid groundhog had to see his shadow... I hate him that stupid groundhog."
While I don't like her using the word stupid. I have to admit I agree with her,
My mind is on spring as I work on my spring line, I really want to have it ready by the second week of March at the latest, the problem is, where do you take "springy" pictures in Chicago in March?
Needless to say, it's pretty drab here. I think it's hard to stay cheery. Last week there was just a grey day in the 30's and I felt like curling up on the couch all day and had no energy. I just didn't want to do anything. In typical Midwest weather the sun was out the next day, it was 50 out and I was bouncing off the walls with enthusiasm.
When I came across these pics in my archives, they were just the bit of brightness I needed with their pops of red and pink. At least I can start planning my garden. I am going to make my potato patch twice as big this year. Last year we ate through all of them by September.
I am also helping my Mom design her kitchen and family room renovations.After 29 years the dark paneling is coming down! whoo-hoo! Way to go Mom! It's new cabinets and the whole deal. I'll have lots of those pictures to show you as we go along too.
I have some sales and things coming up! I am going to be selling at Polly's sale after my collection comes out, and then I am going to brave a booth at the Kane County Flea Market in May and then 2 weekends later is the Nada Farm sale...
And this year is a big year for me... I'll be turning 40 this year over Easter weekend. I have to admit I am not super happy about it.But hopefully I will be busy enough to not really thing about it. :)
So I hope you guys can get a chance to stop by and say hi at one of those events. Thanks for listening to me babble. I hope you are hanging in there too for the longest part of the winter. I think this stretch is the hardest. I keep telling myself only another month or so until we see some real blooms.