I did a bit of walking around Saturday afternoon. I looked at my gardens, peeked under the lilacs and found the beginnings of crocus, and looked at the little stream. It is a surprise stream because it appeared two autumns ago and hasn't stopped flowing since then. We're not sure where it flows from but it looks like it may be staying, at least for a while. Garden-wise, the German Chamomile is a lovely green and living up to the "freely self-sows" notation on the garden marker. The lime and nutmeg thymes are looking very alive. The rest of the garden is still dormant but may be waking up by the end of the week.
I spun more of the Autumn Oaks fiber on Saturday, too. The bump of fiber seems to be unending but I have a few nights at home alone this week, so perhaps I'll be able to finish the singles and ply. The Madison Guild event went by without my appearance. Uncle Theodore's funeral was well attended and the luncheon lasted into the afternoon with conversations with family and friends. Mother had a ride home with Uncle David (my dad's brother) and Aunt Lynnette and they met more family and friends for smelt dinner. Sunday was the day for laundry, reading, and a little more spinning. This week holds warmer weather, work, and more family-related stuff.
Thank you for your suggestions and well wishes. Just writing about some of what is happening and my worries was helpful.