Early this morning, Plat told me it was snowing. So you can imagine how much happier I was when I woke up and saw rain instead. (And a bunch of green poking out of the ground!)
Sedum sprouting
As a kid, I mostly hated the spring rain. It's finally warm enough to play outside and then it has to go and get all wet. Jumping in the puddles is only fun the first few splashes and dancing in the rain lasts just a dozen twirls until you're chilled to the bone.
Now that I'm all adult-like and have a house, I am loving the rain. The pitter-patter on the roof, the wind through the trees and the occasional car whipping through the rain-soaked street — that rhythm is my music inside today. And outside? Our new trees and spring flowers are getting a good soak.
Daffodils hopefully and lilies ... Lilac buds
*ice dip*
In the time I write this blog, I will have dipped my wrist in icy water three times. The lack of crafty updates is mostly due to a knit-injury that slowly gripped me. It was just sore for most of last week. So I babied it with some easy projects ... like a twisted-knit stockinette afghan I started last summer and a spring bunny picked up on Friday.
Second panel of Yarn Bee sampler afghan
Bunny leg ... Bunny Wabbit pattern photo
But when I woke up Saturday, it was popping every time I pivoted my wrist. A painful pop. Lucky for me, my knitty friends planned a yarn-shopping trip instead of a knit-all-day. We drove up to Door County and the temperatures soared into the 80s. In April! It was a beautiful yarny day.
Zauberball sock yarn is a piece of art!
And today, I think the wrist is almost 100%. As long as I keep up with my ice dips, I think I'll try a few simple rows.
*ice dip*
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