We're still in winter here on the Hilltop, but so longing for spring.
James has been busy painting in the gallery, and I have been being lazy, waiting for the light as it were.
Today I potted up some daffodil bulbs that didn't get planted out in the garden last fall. I have given up on tulips. They serve only as a smorgusboard for the deer.
Planning has begun for next summer's ArtWalk and I have letters to write and address lists to make up.
Next week I hope to get back to some birdhouse building.