So…like everyone else living on the US east coast, we had a few more school snow days.
So what’s one to do when cabin fever sets in? Take your mother out for some southern comfort food.
If one went by today’s forecast, one would think Spring must be just around the corner.
And…Thursday’s forecast is back down to the low 30°F’s with a chance for snow. Like I said, crazy! I can not fathom Massachusetts’ total snowfall. Incomprehensible. I’m sure I am not the only one itching for Spring’s arrival in 16 days on March 20. Remind me when I complain of the heat in July. 😉
George and I will be my photographer sister’s guests at a 150-year-old cabin tucked in the low hills of the Virginia Blue Ridge Mountains this weekend. At least this snow should be pretty. I knew there was a reason to learn how to quilt! We’ll definitely bring a few with us on the trip. Hopefully it won’t be too cold and we’ll get a nice portfolio of images.
Back to work this Monday. Due to a 4-6 inch sow-ice-snow combination, schools were closed all week. Sweats, TV binging, baked cookies and hot cocoa. Staying inside, trying to keep warm. I tackled another quilt project.
I’m starting to get the hang of these mathematical things.
But, I must admit, piecing the chevrons on a slant is not for the spatially impaired. This one beat me up. 😉 Please don’t look too closely!
Crazy weather these days. Phoebe Darling awoke, so Dylann absconded with the quilt 🙂
Last I checked I was living on the Virginia coast? Two snowfalls in two weeks. The good: the school snow days off has allowed me to work on a room that desperately needs updating. The bad: we’ll have to make up these days. 😦
tired. tired. tired.
This room begs for updated lighting, bedside tables, new scatter rugs, bedding and window treatments.
The first task, finding the right bedside table, proved a little harder than I thought.
But, finally after months searching I figured out what it was that I wanted. I want a combination of Ana White’s farm table plan . . . a green side table I saw on a Pinterest board . . .